?Chapter 460:


    I looked down, feeling a sudden wave of helplessness. “I don’t know what to do, Alice. I really don’t.”


    She squeezed my hand again, this time more gently. “Don’t worry. Maybe your identity as a white wolf will protect you. At least you won’t die because of being pregnant with a Lycan’s child.”


    Her words were a smallfort. I nodded slowly, one hand absentmindedly caressing my stomach. A faint smile tugged at my lips—it was a sliver of good news in the chaos.


    As we chatted, a sudden uproar sounded from downstairs. We nced at each other, confused, just as Evie burst into the room, breathless and wide-eyed.


    “Makenna!” she gasped. “Prince Bryan is here! He’s demanding to take you back, but Prince Dominic isn’t letting him. They’re about to fight!”


    My heart leapt into my throat. Without a second thought, I rushed downstairs, and there they were—Bryan and Dominic, ring at each other like two predators ready to tear each other apart.


    Bryan’s gaze softened the moment he saw me, his arm stretching out toward me. “Makenna,e back with me.”


    But Dominic was faster. He grabbed my arm and yanked me behind him. “Bryan, is it such a problem if the sex ve stays with me?”


    Dominic’s tone was mocking, his eyes zing with defiance. Bryan’s face contorted with fury. “Makenna is carrying my child. She’s my woman.”


    Dominic’s lip curled in a sneer. “Father hasn’t assigned her to you.”


    Bryan looked ready to pounce, his eyes narrowing dangerously. “But I chose her first!”


    Dominicughed, cold and taunting. “Oh, really? Is that how it works now? Well, she’s with me now.”


    To emphasize his point, he lifted our entwined hands, waving them in front of Bryan’s face with a smirk so arrogant I wanted to disappear. His grip was tight, possessive. I winced, trying to pull my hand free, but his hold only tightened.


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    Bryan was furious. He clenched his fists so hard I could see his knuckles whitening. The air between them was electric, charged.


    Caught between them, my mind raced, trying to find a way to diffuse the situation. But before I could speak, Bryan turned his piercing gaze to me. “Makenna, do you want toe with me?”


    I froze, my eyes flicking between them. A headache threatened to overwhelm me. No matter who I chose, I’d be crossing a line with one of them. What was I supposed to do?


    Just then, Dominic leaned in, his breath hot against my ear as he whispered, “You wouldn’t want anyone to know how you killed that lion and survived, would you? I might’ve stopped questioning you, but that doesn’t mean I buy your story.”


    His words sent a chill through me, and my heart sank again. He was threatening me. This bastard was always one step ahead, always manipting the situation to his advantage.


    I red at him, my fists balling at my sides. But what could I do? With no other option, I had to y along. I lowered my head and murmured, “I… I’ll stay here tonight.”


    Makenna’s POV:


    I had barely finished my sentence when Bryan froze, his entire body stiffening as he stared at me in disbelief.


    “I’m sorry…” My voice faltered, eyes darting away, but the weight of his gaze pinned me down, leaving no escape from the guilt twisting inside.


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