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    Despite my refusal, he remained calm, speaking in a tone that made me hesitate.


    “Don’t you want to know about your mother? About the feud between the white wolves and the Lycan n? Help me leave here, and you might find the answers.” Of course, I wanted to know.


    My heart twisted at his words.


    “Why not just tell me now?” I demanded, clenching my fists, trying to hide the tremor in my voice. “How can I trust you’lle back if you leave?”


    “If I die in the pce, you’ll never know,” he replied with a half-smile, a hint of mockery in his voice.


    “Besides, you’re expecting a Lycan heir, entangled in a love that was never meant to be. Knowing the truth now will only fill you with grief, and when you need strength, you’ll find only a weakness for revenge.”


    Carrying a Lycan heir… in love with someone I shouldn’t. The words struck deep, and a pang of sorrow cut through me as I nced down at my swollen belly, my heart and mind caught in a storm of emotions.


    The man must have noticed my turmoil because his tone softened, almost gentle. “After the birth, when the Lycans have you cornered, I’ll return. I’ll tell you everything then. And maybe you’ll finally understand my hatred for them.”


    Though I kept silent, he pressed on, his voice firm. “For now, focus on helping me leave.”


    I remained mute, my mind a sh of warring thoughts.


    On one hand, the fear of being caught or implicated gnawed at me, but on the other, he might be my only link to my mother.


    After a long moment, I sighed. “Fine, I’ll help you.”


    I had once pried into pce security while digging up information on Kristina, learning when shifts were tight or loose and memorizing theyout enough to form a n for his escape.


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    To be certain, I subtly asked Alice the next day to gather any recent information from Amon.


    Alice, ever resourceful, quickly uncovered a valuable detail—a garbage truck left the pce every night, seldom checked or noticed. It could be his way out.


    As night fell the next day, the pce grew still.


    Watching the garbage truck approach, I instructed the man to hide underneath it, holding my breath as he slipped into ce.


    Finally, the truck pulled away from the pce gates. I watched until it disappeared into the darkness, feeling a wave of relief flood over me.


    Makenna’s POV:


    As I helped the mysterious man make his escape, the three princes gradually moved out of my ce.


    My once lively home quickly grew silent. While I felt a sense of relief at this, I couldn’t shake off the loneliness that apanied it.


    I found myself missing their constant bickering.


    For a moment, I couldn’t understand how I felt.


    Meanwhile, Leonardo’s manhunt for the assassin continued throughout the pce and the territory of the wolf pack. The three princes were so busy that they barely had a moment’s rest. A wave of panic spread through the pce, and security was heightened, restricting people froming and going as they pleased. Alice brought news from the pce frequently and kept mepany, preventing me from bing too lonely.


    After lunch, I sat and stared out the window, lost in thought.


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