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    Shifting his attention, yton fixed Jett with a doubtful stare. “This potion you administered to Evelyn—can we truly depend on its effectiveness? Will it genuinelypel her to serve our interests?”


    Jett’s lips curled into a knowing smirk, radiating dangerous confidence. “Of course. Should Evelyn even consider betrayal, this poison will immediately plunge her into unimaginable agony.”


    Bryan’s expression hardened at these words, his features bing increasingly guarded. He stepped forward, fixing Jett with an unwavering stare. “You wouldn’t use these potions on us, would you?” he questioned.


    Makenna’s POV:


    Bryan’s words hung in the air, and Jett responded with a derisive snort, a faint smirk curling at the edges of his lips. “These potions are invaluable. I’ve only just perfected them. Believe me, I’d be more than happy to use them on all of you, but s, the necessary ingredients are in short supply. What a shame.”


    His gaze swept coldly over the three princes in the room, his eyes brimming with open disdain.


    “How dare you!” Bryan’s temper red immediately. His fists clenched, his knuckles whitening, and his eyes zed with fury.


    yton and Dominic, too, wore dark expressions, their faces clouded with tension.


    The room felt like a powder keg, ready to explode. Sensing the rising hostility, I quickly stepped forward, hoping to diffuse the situation. “Enough, everyone. We have bigger priorities right now. Arguing won’t help us.”


    I gestured dismissively, steering the conversation toward more pressing matters. “Dayton mentioned that if we manage to rescue Alden, he’ll grant us ess to the werewolf forest.”


    The moment those words left my lips, the atmosphere shifted dramatically.


    The princes froze, their expressions hardening as if they’d just heard something unthinkable.


    Dominic was the first to recover, his brow furrowing in suspicion. “Dayton is known for his rigid principles. He doesn’t make concessions lightly. How could he possibly agree to let you into the werewolf forest? What exactly happened?”


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    That day, Jett and I swore to Dayton that we would bring Alden back safely.


    Dayton remained silent for what felt like an eternity before finally nodding. Only then did he agree to grant us entry into the werewolf forest—once our mission wasplete.


    “Actually, even if you hadn’te, I would have found a way to rescue those white wolves imprisoned in the werewolf forest.” Dayton’s voice was gravelly and somber, his piercing gaze locked onto ours, filled with unwavering determination. “Because they won’tst much longer.”


    A sense of unease gripped me, and I pressed for answers. “What exactly is happening inside the werewolf forest? Why are the white wolves in such grave danger?”


    Dayton’s brow creased, his eyes flickering with a mix of hesitation and fury as he answered slowly, “The king’s exploiting them for his twisted experiments.”


    A sharp jolt of shock coursed through me. I stared at him, struggling to process the weight of his words. “What kind of experiments?” Though whispers of such horrors had reached me before, I needed to grasp the full extent of their brutality.


    Dayton shook his head, despair etching deeper lines into his weathered face, his voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t know the details—just that they’re savage, involving the relentless draining of the white wolves’ blood.”


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