Chapter 560:


    “Trying to get away?” Dominic sneered. He kicked the coffin lid, and the loud bang echoed through the graveyard. Then he leaned into the coffin, roughly grabbing my chin.


    “Why did you do this?” he asked menacingly. His grip was so hard it hurt.


    I stared at him like a cornered animal, too afraid to speak. My silence only enraged him further.


    “Speak! Why?” he roared.


    Tears welled up in my eyes, and I choked out, “I didn’t want to stay in the pce. There, I was only regarded as a tool for breeding, and I couldn’t even protect my child…”


    The tears overwhelmed me, and I broke into sobs.


    “So, you faked your own death to leave the pce and follow yton,” Dominic said softly.


    I turned my head away, unable to meet his gaze.


    Dominic’s grip on my chin loosened, but then he seized my shoulders, shaking me as he shouted, “Did you ever stop to consider how others would feel, Makenna?”


    Makenna’s POV:


    “I know what I’m doing is selfish, but being in the pce was never my choice. Don’t I get the chance to choose how I want to live my life?”


    Unable to suppress the helplessness overwhelming me, I burst into tears. Dominic was taken aback by this. He sighed and pulled me into his arms.


    “I can never let you go, Makenna. Even if you must leave the pce, you will still stay by my side. I can give you anything you want—except letting you leave with another man.” With that, Dominic lifted me into his arms and began to move.


    “Ah! What are you doing? Let me go! Let me go!” I screamed, pounding relentlessly on his chest.


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    But his grip only tightened as he carried me forward.


    Dominic’s car was parked nearby. He carried me toward it with grim determination. “Struggling is pointless, Makenna. You belong to me,” he said firmly.


    A wave of panic surged through me. Would I never be free?


    “Stop!” came a shout, just as Dominic was about to shove me into the car.


    It was yton’s voice.


    Hope red within me as I turned toward him. “Prince yton…”


    Before I could finish speaking, Dominic forced me into the car.


    “Behave yourself!” he said, gently patting my face before mming the door shut.


    “You bastard!” I cursed, pounding furiously on the window. “Let me go!”


    “Lock the door,” Dominic ordered the driver, not sparing me a nce.


    yton approached with his men, his eyes zing as he red at Dominic.


    “You really are something, yton. Did you truly think you could get her out of the pce by faking her death?” Dominic snarled.


    “I didn’te here to exchange words with you. Let her out or suffer the consequences,” yton said coldly. There was no gentleness in his expression; he radiated the powerful aura of a Lycan prince.


    “What if I refuse?” Dominic asked with a venomous smile. He then waved his hand at his men and ordered, “Kill all of them except yton.”


    The two groups of men squared off, preparing for the battle about to erupt.


    I pulled at the door handle, but it wouldn’t budge. Panic surged through me. “Let me out! I have something to say!” I screamed, pounding desperately on the car window.


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