?Chapter 808:


    Even though I didn’t have a friendly rtionship with these women, they hadn’tmitted any crimes. Such harsh treatment seemed unjustified.


    I could no longer bear it. Just as I was about to speak up for these unfortunate women, a loud scream cut through the chaos.


    “Makenna Dunn! It’s all your fault! You’re the reason this is happening!”


    I spun around quickly to face one of the women who had managed to break free from the soldiers’ grasp. Her face was twisted with fury, her eyes red from anger. She rushed toward me, a gleaming dagger in her hand.


    “Makenna! You must have bewitched the princes! That’s why they ignored our pleas! I’ll kill you!”


    I stood frozen, my mind a nk te. I couldn’t move as the cold, sharp de plunged into my stomach.


    “Poof—”


    A wave of agony overwhelmed me. I looked down in disbelief at the enraged woman standing in front of me. Then, my body copsed backward, crashing heavily to the ground.


    “There’s been a murder! Call the guards!” Chaos erupted, and screams filled the air.


    The woman, her eyes filled with relentless hatred, stood over me, poised to strike again.


    At that moment, Bryan, who had been seated above, leaped down like a sh of lightning. He delivered a powerful kick that sent the woman flying ten feet away.


    “Makenna! Makenna, hold on! Makenna! Look at me!”


    yton rushed to my side, wrapping his arms tightly around me. His eyes were wide with horror, and his voice shook as he called my name.


    I felt my consciousness slipping away, the warmth of my blood flowing uncontrobly from the deep wound in my stomach.


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    Dominic’s voice rang out nearby, frantic with anxiety. “Quick! Get a doctor!”


    I managed a weak cough, each one sending a jolt of pain through my body. Barely able to whisper, I said, “It’s… toote…”


    I could feel my life slipping away, a deep sense of reluctance filling my heart. Was this really how my life would end?


    Makenna’s POV:


    Just moments ago, I had been contemting pleading for the sex ves, reflecting on my connection to the royal family, and worrying about the uncertain path ahead. How had everything changed so quickly? Now, I found myself lying on the cold ground, death creeping ever closer.


    yton held me tightly. His handsome face was drenched in sweat, and it dropped onto my face.


    “No! This can’t be happening. You were supposed to be… supposed to be…”


    I knew what he meant. He wanted to say I was supposed to be a white wolf, one with miraculous healing powers.


    I, too, was confused.


    I had no idea how to awaken the power locked inside me, nor did I know how to bring myself back from the brink of death.


    My eyes grew heavier with each passing second, and the noise around me seemed to fade into the distance. But something deep within me refused to give up.


    There was still so much left unfinished. I hadn’t uncovered the secrets of the Lycan royal family. I hadn’t discovered the truth behind my child’s death. I hadn’t made Antoni pay for his evil deeds. Was I really going to die now and leave all these things behind?


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