?Chapter 1007:


    A wave of fear washed over me as I realized the gravity of my situation, and there was no obvious way out. I watched them cautiously, my muscles tense and ready for whatever mighte next.


    When they noticed my defiance, the patience of the cloaked men wore thin. The leader gave a disdainful snort and gestured abruptly. “Attack!”


    At his signal, the men emitted a deep growl as their forms began to twist unnaturally. Their hair grew rapidly, and their limbs contorted. Within seconds, they had morphed into wolves. With sharp fangs and malicious eyes, they surged toward me.


    Taken aback, I hastily retreated, transforming into my own wolf form. My brilliant white fur shone as I stood on my paws, preparing to face the wolves’ attack.


    “White wolf!” one of them cried out, surprised by my appearance.


    However, their astonishment was fleeting as their eyes quickly darkened with renewed aggression. They hurtled toward me again, now with even more intensity.


    I weaved through their attacks, my ws cutting the air as I aimed for the closest wolf. It dodged nimbly, countering with a bite aimed at my neck. I ducked just in time, thrusting my shoulder against its chest and sending it reeling backward.


    As I managed one opponent, the rest encircled me, attacking in unison with terrifying precision. I fought back fiercely, leaving gashes on their hides, but they also inflicted deep cuts on me.


    Outnumbered, my situation worsened when one wolf bit into my hind leg. “Howl—”


    A sharp cry escaped me as pain surged, causing me to stumble and nearly fall. Then, another wolf pounced, toppling me to the ground. My head struck the earth forcefully, and darkness engulfed me as I lost consciousness.


    I had no idea how much time passed before I slowly regained consciousness. Every part of my body felt as if it had been crushed, aching unbearably. With great effort, I opened my eyes, only to find myself tightly bound to a cross with ropes, immobilized.


    Lifting my head with difficulty, I scanned the area, and my eyes locked onto a figure before me.


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    Cody!


    It was him!


    He lounged in a chair, his smile unnervingly wide, revealing a set of startlingly white teeth. Seeing me awake, his smile widened even further. His eyes slid toward the nearby implements of torture, and his voice dripped with sarcasm. “You’re finally awake. If you’d taken any longer, I might have resorted to… special measures to rouse you.”


    My heart sank instantly. With gritted teeth to hide my fear, I challenged him, saying, “What do you really want?”


    Cody didn’t reply at once. Instead, he rose leisurely, approached me, forcefully grasped my chin, and made me look into his eyes. His gaze was cold and ruthless, as if he were looking at prey he was about to devour.


    “What do I want?” He chuckled softly and said with a low and disturbing tone, “You’ll find that out shortly.”


    Makenna’s POV:


    Was I really going to die here, like this? Cody’s sinister smile sent a chill down my spine. His gaze was venomous, as though he couldn’t wait to tear me apart. He took a step toward me and asked, “Do you really not know what I intend to do, Makenna?”


    The harshness in his voice when he said my name caused my heart to clench tightly. I went rigid as various thoughts shed through my mind. How did Cody know my true identity?


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