?Chapter 1051:


    The three princes’ expressions darkened, their eyes sharp as des.


    Dominic’s gaze turned icy, his words cutting through the air like a frostbitten wind. “Only spineless cowards lurk in the dark. Show yourselves—or don’t cry foul when I stop ying nice!”


    No sooner had his challenge rung out than the stillness shattered. The bushes and trees around us stirred with sudden life.


    Makenna’s POV:


    The rustling around me sent my heart racing. The princes swiftly formed a protective wall in front of me, their eyes keen and watchful as they scanned the shadowy expanse.


    In an instant, towering figures d in gleaming silver armor stepped forth from the undergrowth and the shelter of the trees. Theirmanding presence seemed to warp the very air, radiating a formidable might that was impossible to ignore.


    The cold, lethal intent gleaming in their eyes sent an icy shiver racing down my spine. It hit me like a thunderp—these were no ordinary adversaries; they would be a devil to contend with.


    Before I could gather my wits, the soldiers parted in wless unison, stepping aside as though rolling out the red carpet for someone of immense significance.


    Then, a colossal figure in jet-ck armor emerged, his measured strides reverberating through the ground. Nearly 6.5 feet tall, his heavy armor nged with every step, each one a tremor that seemed to rattle the earth itself. He loomed like a specter of death summoned from the underworld, his suffocating aura pressing down on us like a storm cloud ready to burst.


    My muscles seized, every fiber of my being screaming danger. My feet might as well have been bolted to the dirt, my pulse thundering in my ears. This ck-armored titan dwarfed the silver-d soldiers by a mile!


    The moment the princesid eyes on him, their faces twisted with rm and grim recognition. Bryan’s eyes narrowed to slits, a steely glint sparking within them as his expression darkened with brooding menace.


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    He stepped forward, his voice cutting through the tension like a de. “Rowell Mitchell, what brings you here? Shouldn’t you be at my father’s side?”


    At that, Rowell dipped his head in a curt, respectful salute to the princes before straightening with deliberate grace. His voice was steady,ced with unshakable authority. “His Majesty is surrounded by a cadre of masters, and the pce stands as impregnable as a stronghold. But the werewolf forest has been restless ofte—intruders breached its borders not long ago. His Majesty, troubled by this, tasked me explicitly with its defense.”


    With that, he lifted his chin, a dangerous smile curling at the edges of his lips, his piercing gaze locking onto us. “And you, Your Highnesses, why are you here? Does His Majesty sanction this little expedition?”


    Hemmed in by the guards, my heart hammered as I watched the tense exchange unfold. Rowell’s words squeezed my chest like a vise, leaving me on edge, wondering how the three princes would counter.


    A flicker of irritation shed across Bryan’s face, his brows knitting together as fury zed in his eyes. “Rowell, stand down!” he snapped. “This doesn’t concern you!”


    But Rowell didn’t budge, his demeanor unshaken, his tone as cold and unyielding as frost. “Without His Majesty’s edict, no one crosses this line. That is His Majesty’smand—so don’t put me in an awkward position.”


    Bryan’s gaze red with a ruthless edge, his brows arching in defiance as he threw down the gauntlet. “And if we decide to barge in anyway?”


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