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AIDAN.

My heart skipped a violent beat the exact moment I realized the bonding ritual was about to be finalized. Panic seized my chest as I watched them on the altar; I knew with absolute certainty that I couldn’t allow them to tie the knot.

If that red cord bound their hands completely, if those final bows were exchanged, everything we had fought for would be over in an instant.

I had to quickly crack my brain, desperately searching for anything—any distraction, any absurdity—to pause the wedding until all our arrangements were fully set.

Throwing out that ridiculous speech about marriage advice had been a gamble, and thankfully, my idea worked like a charm. I was immensely glad Davian had instantly picked up on my cue and backed me up, turning the formal ceremony into a chaotic, loud joke that bought us precious time.

Then came the real signal. The moment the fire breakout was announced, the entire atmosphere shifted. I immediately became more alert, my senses heightening amidst the sudden commotion as I fought through the sea of panicking guests to ensure my eyes remained fixed entirely on Maria.

I waited for the exact split second I needed. The moment the Lycan Prince released her hand in a blind panic, abandoning the altar, I surged forward, grabbed Maria, and pulled her off to the side before anyone else could register what was happening. Beside us, the Prince stormed out of the hall, completely consumed by the sudden crisis.

I was so certain that by now, all the security measures throughout the territory would have been severely weakened. With a fire raging, the Lycan Prince’s first instinct would be to put it out, prompting him to recall all available guards to bolster their manpower against the flames.

Damien was truly a genius for orchestrating this level of misdirection. It was all thanks to his brilliant foresight and strategy that we were even able to reach this critical phase of the plan. But now, the clock was ticking down, and it was officially time to flee for good.

Without wasting a single second, I handed Maria over to Davian, my voice sharp and unyielding as I gave him strict instructions.

"Take her out of here right now," I commanded him, gripping his shoulder. "Get her to safety and don’t look back for a single second."

Davian nodded and moved, but I couldn’t follow them just yet. I still needed to find that grumpy sister of mine. There was no way I was going to leave her behind in this place, knowing full well that once the Lycan Prince realized what had happened, he wouldn’t hesitate to use her as a hostage to force us back.

There is truly nothing that a ruthless Lycan prince wouldn’t come up with to get what he wants, which meant I had to stay at least two steps ahead of him at all times. If I slacked off for even a single second, he would pull the rug right out from under us.

Adrien and Damien had already slipped away the very moment the fire breakout was announced. They had moved fast, heading straight to retrieve the essential tools and weapons we had hidden away in our room for this exact phase if the escape.

Meanwhile, Davian and Maria were already completely out of sight, disappearing into the chaotic crowd, and I knew they would surely meet up with the rest of the crew at our designated rendezvous point.

Everything was moving according to plan, except for one glaring problem. Where on earth was I supposed to start searching for Anabel?

My eyes swept over the scattering guests, but she was nowhere to be found in the wedding hall.

She had been formally invited to this event, so there was absolutely no reason for her not to be here.

So how could she possibly not attend?

The questions circled relentlessly through my mind, each one striking harder than the last as I struggled to make sense of her unexplained absence. It simply didn’t add up. No matter how many times I tried to reason through it, I arrived at the same conclusion.

She should have been here.

Instead, she was nowhere to be found.

The realization settled heavily in my chest, tightening with every passing second. Her absence wasn’t merely inconvenient—it was making an already dangerous situation exponentially worse for me.

Every moment she remained missing only increased the pressure bearing down on my shoulders, turning an already precarious situation into something far more difficult to control.

A wave of frustration bubbled beneath my skin, refusing to be contained. I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to remain composed even as irritation steadily mounted inside me. Standing still wasn’t going to solve anything.

Without another thought, I began pacing through the grand hall, my strides quick, purposeful, and increasingly frantic. My eyes swept across every section of the enormous room, refusing to linger in one place for long.

I searched every dark corner that could conceal a person from immediate view, every shadowed alcove tucked away from the centre of the gathering, and every curtained compartment that offered even the slightest measure of privacy.

Still, there was no sign of her.

I refused to stop.

My gaze continued moving restlessly from one secluded space to another, carefully inspecting each one before moving on to the next. The grand hall suddenly felt much larger than before, every hidden corner seeming capable of swallowing someone from sight.

Frustration continued to simmer beneath the surface as I pressed onward, unwilling to overlook even the smallest space. Every compartment demanded a second glance, every shadow another careful inspection.

Then, as I stepped towards one of the secluded side compartments and looked inside, my movements came to an abrupt halt.

My feet refused to take another step.

For a brief moment, I simply stood there, staring.

Inside the quiet compartment was someone I never could have imagined finding there.

Someone I hadn’t expected to see in a million years.

It was Noah.

He had suddenly disappeared a while back, acting all mysterious while delegating orders from wherever he had vanished to.

I never in my wildest dreams would have guessed that he had actually been captured and locked away by the Lycan prince this whole time.

I stared at him, my mind instantly splitting into two conflicting paths. Part of me knew I should probably rescue him, considering he was on our side. But another, much darker part of me remembered how complicated things were, and I really, truly wanted him out of Maria’s life for good.

’Maybe I should just leave him right here,’ I thought, the temptation taking root in my mind.

Wouldn’t that actually be a good thing?

At the very least, once the Lycan prince realizes Maria is completely gone, he’ll need someone to vent his burning rage on—and Noah would make the perfect target.

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