?Chapter 482:
I felt a warm flow of liquid trickling down my throat, bringing a small sense of relief to my aching body, and slowly, the fog in my mind began to lift. With great effort, I forced my eyes open, and the first thing I saw was Alice’s face, loomingrge in my vision.
Before I could even gather myself to react, Alice threw her arms around me, her voice trembling with raw emotion. “Makenna, you’re awake! I was terrified… I thought you might die!”
I was barely clinging to strength, my voice frail as I whispered, “Alice, where am I? Why are you here?”
The moment I asked, Alice’s eyes filled with tears, her voice breaking as she cried even harder. “This is your room. Evie and I went to the hospital to see you, but you were gone. We searched every corner of the pce, but you were nowhere to be found. We were losing our minds with worry.”
Taking a deep breath, Alice continued, “We never imagined that, on our way back, we’d find you copsed in your wolf form, not far from your home.”
At that moment, she wiped away more tears, looking at me with deep concern. “Makenna, your body is so fragile that it seems you can only hold your wolf form.”
It hit me then. I nced down at myself, noticing my fur—once gray—had arge patch turned stark white. A wave of panic swept through me. No! If anyone saw me like this, everything would be over!
I desperately tried to shift back to my human form, but no matter how hard I fought, I couldn’t summon the strength to change back. What was I going to do? My secret and forbidden identity as a white wolf couldn’t be revealed. If anyone saw this…
Alice stared at my snow-colored fur, her face a mix of confusion and worry. “Makenna, what’s going on? Why are you like this?”
Evie, standing nearby, mirrored Alice’s worried expression.
“Because my body has been weakening, the princes wanted to force me into losing my baby…” I struggled to keep my voice steady as I exined everything to them.
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“What!” Alice’s eyes grew wide, disbelief and fury sparking within them. “How could they do that to you? It’s your child!”
But soon, that fiery anger melted into concern, her voice cracking with fear. “Makenna, what are you going to do now?”
What was I going to do? I shook my head weakly, my eyes lost in confusion, my voice barely a whisper. “I don’t know. I don’t even understand why my body is this frail. I shouldn’t be this weak—especially not as a white wolf.”
As we were all drowning in confusion, the sudden sound of footsteps echoed from outside. The three of us froze, our bodies stiff with rm, ready to flee if it came to that.
Evie, who had been stationed by the door, was the first to spring into action. She grabbed the nearest object—a kettle—and quietly positioned herself behind the door, prepared for anything.
The footsteps drew closer, each step hammering our nerves like a countdown to disaster. Finally, the footsteps stopped at the door, and the doorknob slowly turned.
“Ah!” Evie sucked in a sharp breath, growled softly, and the moment the door cracked open, sheunched the kettle forward without hesitation.
Makenna’s POV:
I held my breath, feeling as if my heart had leapt into my throat. I whispered a silent prayer, hoping that whoever wasing, Evie would knock them out cold before they could even blink.
But in the span of a blink, Evie’s slender wrist was caught in an iron grip, and she was shoved aside with startling force. Bryan stormed in first, his expression as icy and forbidding as a winter storm, his presence enough to freeze the blood in my veins. Behind him, Dominic and yton followed, both cloaked in an air thick with menace.
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