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    I ran—ran like the night itself was chasing me. One thought pounded in my mind: I had to leave. I had to protect my child.


    My feet carried me toward my own ce, where I knew Evie and Alice could help. But as I neared home, another wave of weakness hit me like a punch to the gut. My legs gave out, and I copsed, sitting helplessly on the ground.


    The feeling only grew worse. I could sense it happening—my wolf ears, my tail… they were growing uncontrobly.


    No!


    I was so weak, I couldn’t stop my wolf form from taking over. Panic gripped me like a vise. I couldn’t let anyone see me like this. If they found out I was a white wolf, everything would be over.


    I wed at the earth, dragging myself closer to safety, but my strength was slipping away. My vision blurred, and I felt the transformation take hold before I lost consciousness.


    Just before the darkness imed me, I saw a figure moving toward me…


    yton’s POV:


    After Dominic and I left Makenna’s room, we walked side by side down the stairs, the air between us thick with unspoken thoughts.


    At that moment, Bryan was seated on the sofa, his expression dark as thunderclouds gathering before a storm. His posture was rigid, tension radiating from him, and his hand on the armrest was clenched into a fist, the veins standing out like roots wing their way to the surface. His mood was clearly far from pleasant.


    The second he saw us descending, his head shot up, his voice sharp with urgency.


    “How is Makenna?”


    I sighed, a heavy mix of emotions pressing on me, and spoke with resignation.


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    “Makenna’s not giving in. She refuses to even consider aborting the baby.”


    Dominic rubbed his temples, frustration etched across his face, his voice edged with irritation.


    “She’s determined to keep the child for reasons we can’t quite grasp. It’s going to be a battle to get her on board with the n anytime soon.”


    I couldn’t keep my questions bottled up any longer. Doubt gnawed at me until I finally blurted out,


    “By the way, why were you so against it this morning when I mentioned aborting Makenna’s child?”


    Dominic tensed at my words, falling silent.


    I frowned, suspicion creeping in. Did Dominic know something the rest of us didn’t?


    “We’re all worried about Makenna’s health,” I pressed. “If there’s something going on, we need to know. Keeping us in the dark won’t help anyone.”


    Bryan, hearing this, couldn’t keep calm either. He red coldly at Dominic and demanded harshly,


    “Dominic, at this point, are you still going to keep things secret from us?”


    Under the weight of our questioning, Dominic finally spoke.


    “It’s not that I want to hide it… It’s just that what I think is only spection.”


    Spection? If that alone had him so hesitant, then this was no ordinary matter.


    My patience frayed.


    “Stop stringing us along and just say it!”


    Dominic’s eyes flickered with doubt as he looked at us, weighing his next words carefully.


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