?Chapter 809:


    No, I refused to die!


    With all the strength I could muster, I struggled to open my eyes. I wasn’t going to surrender to death that easily.


    I didn’t want to die.


    Then, just as I thought all hope was lost, I felt something powerful surge within me and move toward the wound on my abdomen.


    The wound immediately began to glow with a bright, dazzling light. Within that light, my body began to heal, my damaged organs and skin knitting together.


    A gasp of shock rippled through the crowd as everyone watched in disbelief.


    “What’s happening?”


    “This is incredible!”


    Slowly, I began to be more aware of my surroundings. The background noise, which had faded into a distant murmur, grew louder as the power surged through my veins.


    By the time thest trace of the power faded from my body, I was fully awake. My hands instinctively reached for my abdomen, where the bloody wound had been. But instead of the pain, I found only smooth skin.


    yton, who had been holding me, watched the entire scene in stunned silence. Finally, he snapped back to reality, and the grief on his face was reced by an expression of indescribable joy.


    Dominic and Bryan, too, seemed to share in his joy.


    As I looked around, my gazended on Leonardo, who was staring at me intently.


    The people around me, still in a daze from the scene they had just witnessed, slowly snapped out of it. Each one dropped to their knees in fear.


    Evelyn’s terrified voice broke through the silence. “Oh my God! She came back to life!” A voice from the crowd shouted, “Could she be a member of the White Wolf n? The n was wiped out twenty years ago.”


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    Makenna’s POV:


    “White Wolf n?”


    “Who are they?”


    “I have no idea, what’s happening here?”


    Confusion spread like wildfire among the crowd, their eyes darting from one person to the next, and whispers filled the air.


    But amid the chaos, only Leonardo’s face darkened with fury. His once-proud expression was now twisted with rage, his eyes burning with intent to strike.


    Rising from his throne with deliberate grace, he took a step forward, locking eyes with me as if he could crush me with a single nce. His voice was sharp, dripping with suspicion. “Who are you really?”


    I steadied myself, my heart calm despite the storm around me. I knew the time hade to let the truth surface.


    Slowly, I pushed myself up from the ground, meeting his gaze without flinching, and replied with quiet confidence, “Haven’t you already figured it out?”


    “Father! She…”


    The three princes, still reeling from the joy of my unexpected resurrection, scrambled to exin, their voices stumbling over each other in haste.


    I raised a hand, gently silencing them.


    My eyes never left Leonardo’s, steady as ever, as I awaited his next move. Leonardo’s brow furrowed deeply, his anger palpable as he spat his words at me. “Are you truly a White Wolf? Who sent you here? What are you plotting?”


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