Chapter 603

Chapter 603:

Her presence commanded attention without effort. She walked in with a calm, confident grace.

The noisy murmurs of the training room evaporated as she addressed the group in her usual soft voice. “Good morning, everyone. My name is Evelyn Nixon, and I’ll be your training instructor from now on. I’m still new here and learning the ropes, so if I go wrong anywhere, I’d appreciate your guidance. After all, while I may be your trainer, I’m also a sex slave to the princes, just like you.”

Her words were masterfully chosen, delivered with a humility that softened even the coldest expressions in the room. A few of the sex slaves nodded, their hostility visibly melting under her disarming charm.

Alice clicked her tongue beside me, her whisper tinged with reluctant admiration. “Well, she’s good. She’s barely spoken, and she’s already got half the room eating out of her hand. Impressive!”

I didn’t reply. My eyes stayed fixed on Evelyn, watching her every move, searching for cracks beneath her polished exterior.

Her smooth, effortless voice rose again. “Ladies, I have an announcement to make. His Majesty has decreed that the sex slaves who fail to secure a prince’s affection within three months will be expelled from the palace and permanently barred from becoming mates to other werewolves.”

Makenna’s POV:

The moment Evelyn stopped talking, chaos erupted in the training room.

“How are we supposed to handle this? Getting expelled means we can’t become the mates of other werewolves, which spells disaster for us,” someone whispered anxiously, their face pale with dread. “Then it’s just like being a rogue!”

Expressions around the room were filled with concern and discomfort.

Evelyn’s face showed deep regret as she said, “Ladies, I understand this is difficult. I’m only a limited trainer, but I’ll do whatever I can to ensure everyone makes it through. Let’s dedicate ourselves fully in the upcoming days.” With that, her eyes briefly met mine.

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“Makenna, I heard when I first came to the palace that the princes particularly like you. You must have some unique techniques. It would be great if you could share those with everyone during these hard times.” Evelyn said this with a playful wink, as if it were merely a compliment. However, the jealous looks from the others made it clear they saw it differently.

“Humph, she just wants all the princes to herself. Why would she really want to help us? She probably hopes we all get expelled,” a sex slave suddenly sneered.

Alice, hearing this, became incensed.

She fixed a stern gaze on the sex slave and snapped, “Some people always have to blame their failures on others. Instead of throwing insults, maybe focus on not getting thrown out yourself?”

The atmosphere in the training room grew tense, thick with hostility.

Evelyn quickly intervened to calm everyone down. “Let’s not argue. We’re here to train. Now, let’s begin today’s course.”

She then elegantly walked over to a table, picked up a vial, and displayed it for everyone to see.

“As everyone here is aware, in this palace, only those who can captivate the princes have the opportunity to sleep with them. So, what type of woman can draw the princes’ attention?”

Evelyn swayed the vial in her hand, answering her own question. “A woman who can arouse the princes will gain their favor.”

Curious, I watched the vial in Evelyn’s hand, wondering if the contents truly had the power to make someone irresistible to the princes.

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