Chapter 1063
Chapter 1063:
Memories flooded back—Jessica, my stepsister, orchestrating that horrific moment when a venomous serpent sank its fangs into me. The trauma lingered, a shadow that coiled around my mind whenever snakes were near.
The three princes caught the shift in my expression, their sharp instincts picking up on my fear.
Clayton stepped closer, resting a comforting hand on my shoulder. His tone was warm and steady as he said, “Makenna, we’re aware of your fear of snakes, but you’re safe with us. We’ve brought a special powder to keep the snakes at bay. Once we use it, they won’t come anywhere near you.”
He motioned to a soldier behind him, who promptly stepped forward with a small pouch of repellent dust and handed it to the group.
I accepted mine, the weight in my palm easing my nerves just a little. Looking up at Clayton, I murmured, “Thank you—this helps more than you know.”
He gave me a gentle smile and carefully sprinkled the powder over me, ensuring I was protected. Once everything was ready, we settled into a tense silence, waiting for the sun to sink below the horizon.
As night cloaked the landscape, an eerie stillness settled in. Bryan’s low voice broke the quiet. “Time to move.”
We steered clear of the main route, creeping forward with caution under his guidance.
Soon, we reached the fringe of the eastern forest. The air grew heavy and damp, laced with the musty scent of rotting foliage. Vines twisted like snares overhead, and I trailed close behind the three princes, stepping lightly to avoid stirring any hidden threats.
We hadn’t ventured far when a cluster of snakes slithered out from the underbrush, their forked tongues darting in the air. My pulse spiked, and I froze, breath hitching in my throat. Before I could spiral into panic, several of our seasoned fighters sprang into action. Their swords glinted briefly in the moonlight, slicing through the reptiles with precision. The snakes’ bodies twisted and gradually fell still.
I let out a shaky breath, my tension unwinding as I pressed forward with the group. At last, we emerged from the forest’s embrace and stood at the prison’s boundary.
gⲁ𝗅𝓝𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰0𝗺? 𝓜𝒐𝒓𝑒 novels
What I saw stole the air from my lungs. Floodlights bathed the area in a harsh, artificial glow, mimicking daylight, while rows of towering, disciplined soldiers marched in tight patterns.
Dominic leaned in close, his voice a hushed murmur. “The guards here are less attentive now. Our task is to neutralize them swiftly and silently before the guards on the other sides catch wind of us.”
He slid a sleek dagger from his belt and pressed it into my hands. “It’s laced with a deadly toxin,” he said, his eyes locking onto mine with grave intensity. “Hold onto it. If trouble finds you, don’t hesitate to strike.”
I gripped the weapon tightly, hugging it to my chest as my heart thudded wildly. Taking a slow breath, I fought to steady myself.
The three princes, raised as the Lycan lineage’s next rulers, exchanged a glance filled with silent understanding. In a blur of motion, they descended on the patrolling guards, felling them with lethal grace before a single alarm could sound.
Yet, despite their success, a nagging unease gnawed at me. Everything had unfolded too smoothly, too perfectly—as if we were stepping into a trap.
Makenna’s POV:
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