?Chapter 995:


    I turned to the three princes, awaiting their counsel. But Dominic shook his head slowly, his expression grave as he murmured, “Not yet.”


    Doubt red within me, and I pressed him, voice taut with urgency. “Why? What are we still waiting for?”


    Dominic’s stare bored into me, deep and unwavering, his tone calm as still waters. “Cody’s forces are encamped here. If we charge in and seize him outright, his troops might rise up in chaos. We could find ourselves hemmed in, the stakes spiraling into peril—not just for us, but for the very survival of the werewolf n.”


    Bryan nodded his head in agreement. In this pivotal moment, his usual hotheadedness had cooled, reced by a rare poise.


    He chimed in, “Dominic’s got the right of it. We need to dash off a letter to Father,ying out every detail. As for Cody, I’ll set Amon to shadow him. The instant he twitches, we’ll pounce—leaving him no room to maneuver.”


    “No!” I gasped, cutting in with desperate haste. “If the king steps in, I’ll be barred from the werewolf forest forever—and worse, he might uncover me. He is no fool; otherwise, he wouldn’t have imed the throne atop a pile of white wolf bones.”


    At my outburst, yton’s brow creased deeper, and he couldn’t hold back. “Then what’s our move? Time is slipping through our fingers—we can’t just sit idle.”


    My expression iced over as I pivoted slowly, my gaze sweeping across the three princes with solemn weight. “From what I’ve gathered, you’ve got forces stationed far and wide, haven’t you?”


    The trio blinked, momentarily thrown by my words, unsure why I had veered onto this path.


    I pressed on, my voice steady and deliberate. “I need to venture into the werewolf forest to unearth the truth, to reim my own power. If the king’sckeys close in around me, I’ll be in grave danger—and thest of the white wolves will face even darker threats. I know it might sound self-serving, but the white wolves have endured enough torment. I won’t let them suffer a single scratch more.”


    Makenna’s POV:


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    The silence in the room was thick and heavy, pressing down like a storm cloud moments before the rain. My gaze traveled over the three princes, each of them holding a kind of authority that was both daunting and necessary. I drew in a steady breath, gathering every ounce ofposure before finally giving voice to the thoughts that had been wing at my mind.


    “I understand that as princes of the Lycan royalty, each of youmands an army loyal solely to you.” My voice came out calm, measured. I let the words settle, allowing my gaze to linger on their faces, forcing them to acknowledge the gravity of the situation. “We’re running out of time. Cody’s influence is entrenched and widespread, a sickness we can’t just wait around and hope will heal itself.” Their eyes were locked on me, expressions shadowed and tense. They didn’t interrupt, but their silence held the weight of unspoken reservations.


    My fists tightened at my sides as I steadied myself. “If we strike now, we can catch Cody off guard before he even knows what’s happening. I need you to mobilize your armies.”


    Bryan’s gaze sharpened, shadows flickering behind his eyes as he slowly rubbed his chin, clearly weighing the consequences of such a bold move.


    After a tense moment, he finally spoke, his voice low and cautious. “Makenna… those armies follow ourmand, yes, but moving them without our father’s permission is no small matter.”


    He exhaled, a flicker of reluctance creeping into his tone. “Our father is naturally suspicious. Even though we’re his sons, he doesn’t fully trust us with his authority. If we provoke that suspicion now, it’ll only make our future actions more difficult, and we might find ourselves backed into a corner before we even reach Cody.”


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