?Chapter 456:
I looked at her, baffled. “Why am I here? What happened?”
Evie’s eyes darted away, her fingers twisting in herp. She seemed uncertain, her lips pressing together. “Makenna… you fainted at the Royal Animal Farm. Prince Dominic was there, and he brought you back here.”
“The Royal Animal Farm?” Memories crashed into me—Alice, the chaos, the lion’s attack. My body tensed as every muscle remembered the terror of that moment.
“And Alice?” I managed to choke out. “What… what happened to her? Is she…”
Evie shifted her gaze to the floor, a strange shadow crossing her face. “Alice, she… she’s…”
I felt my stomach drop, fear gripping me like a vice. Was Alice dead?
The thought hit me like a punch to the gut, my hands clutching the bedcovers as I braced myself for the worst.
“Evie,” I rasped, my heart racing, “just tell me. I can handle it.”
Evie hesitated before lowering her voice to a whisper, as if sharing a forbidden secret. “Alice… she’s recovered.”
“What?” The disbelief burst out of me before I could stop it. I stared at her, searching for any sign that I had misheard. “She has recovered? That’s impossible!”
Evie nodded, her brow furrowed in confusion. “I don’t understand it either, but her wounds… they’ve healed. Almostpletely.”
I shook my head in disbelief, my mind racing back to that awful scene. I had seen the gaping wound on Alice’s neck, seen the blood. There was no way she could have survived something like that.
“What on earth happened…” I murmured, more to myself than to Evie.
But as the words left my mouth, a memory flickered in my mind. I remembered the strange surge of power that had exploded from within me, the rush of energy that had consumed me in that moment. My heart pounded.
Did my power heal her?
If that was true… then it meant I really was a white wolf.
Just as the realization struck me, Evie leaned in, her curiosity sharp. “Makenna… do you remember the white light? The one that came from your body? What… what was that? How did Alice get better after it appeared?”
I froze, panic coursing through me. Should I tell her? If she knew the truth, would she keep it a secret—or would she tell someone else?
Sensing my hesitation, Evie quickly ced a hand on my arm. “Makenna, don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone about the white light. I swear. I won’t even ask you again.”
Her promise brought a rush of relief. I hadn’t realized how much I needed to hear that.
“Thank you…” I whispered.
But before I could say more, the door creaked open and Dominic stepped in. Evie stiffened, casting a quick nce at me before muttering, “Be careful, Makenna. I think he’s starting to notice… something about you.”
My heart lurched, and I swallowed hard, nodding in acknowledgment.
I watched as Evie slipped out of the room, leaving me alone with him. Dominic stood there, his sharp gaze locked onto me. His expression was unreadable, but there was something in his eyes—a mix of curiosity and concern.
“How are you feeling?”
Makenna’s POV:
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