Chapter 925

Chapter 925:

Summoning my strength, I shoved Bryan away, stumbling back a step. My voice trembled as I spoke. “Do you even understand what this means? If the truth is revealed, the current Lycan royal family could collapse! You could all lose everything—your titles, your power, your very identity. Have you really thought this through?”

My eyes swept across their faces, searching for the slightest flicker of hesitation. But instead of doubt, the three of them exchanged a glance before declaring in unison, “We don’t care.”

I froze, the weight of their conviction sending a shock through me.

Bryan’s expression hardened, his voice steady. “If our status and privilege were built on the suffering of the innocent, then we don’t deserve them.”

Dominic’s gaze locked onto mine, unwavering. “This isn’t just about you, Makenna. We want to know the truth about what happened back then, too.”

As their words sank in, my mind spun with the weight of it all. Then, without warning, Clayton reached out, his fingers gently closing around my hand.

His palm was warm and steady against mine, his voice carrying a hint of pleading. “Makenna, please, stop shutting us out and keeping us at a distance…”

He spoke with solemnity, his tone earnest. “From the beginning, we’ve never harbored any ill intentions toward you. If you’ve truly decided to go to the werewolf forest, no matter the danger, we’ll stand by you and do whatever it takes to help you.”

I stared at him, my disbelief evident. After a long pause, I managed to whisper, “You… Do you even understand what you’re saying? This isn’t some trivial matter.”

Clayton locked eyes with me, his gaze unwavering and filled with even stronger determination. He drew in a deep breath, his voice steady and resolute. “Makenna, if you truly doubt me, I’m willing to prove my sincerity by officially marking you as my mate. If I do, any harm that comes to you will directly affect me as well. Would that be enough to convince you?”

His declaration landed like a thunderclap. Bryan and Dominic reacted instantly, both shouting in unison, “Absolutely not!”

𝓕𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓾𝓹𝓵𝓸𝓪𝓭: gⲁⳑ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⍰𝓬𝓸𝓶

Bryan forcefully knocked Clayton’s hand away from mine. “If anyone’s going to mark her, it’ll be me!”

“Oh yeah? And what makes you think you’re the right choice?” Dominic challenged, shoving Bryan aside and positioning himself protectively in front of me. His voice was unwavering, leaving no room for debate. “Makenna, if anyone should claim that bond with you, it’s me.”

As I glanced between the three of them, caught in their heated standoff, a mix of frustration and unexpected warmth filled me. Their fierce determination left me momentarily speechless, unsure of what to say.

Makenna’s POV:

I couldn’t reciprocate their sincerity, as I didn’t want to involve them in the mess. After a moment of hesitation, I said, “Stop arguing. I won’t let any of you mark me.”

The three of them paused, surprised. Their eyes reflected disappointment at my refusal. I was about to take my leave when suddenly, Dominic hugged me from behind and whispered softly in my ear, “Don’t go.”

Dominic’s voice and the warmth of his embrace weakened my resistance. Seeing I wasn’t struggling, he turned me around and, without hesitation, pressed his lips against mine. His tongue slid into my mouth, claiming every inch.

Bryan and Clayton, unwilling to remain spectators, approached me and pulled at my clothes until my shoulders and chest were exposed. My breasts, now free from the prison of my clothing, rose and fell enticingly. The warmth in the room ensured I didn’t feel cold.

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