Chapter b134 /b

Skye’s POV

Le?e’s gare was sharp, his eyes unitoring as if trying in cat themigh my defenses. “Wicht egret,” he said, wo bto /bhelp byou/b.

Before I could respond, his hand shot out and gripped my

and i nouldn’t suppress the small grip that escaped my lips

-tight where the skin was still tender and cur beneath my sleeve. Pain jnfred up my shoulder

Adrian moved before I could blink. A low, threatening growl rumbled from deep in his chest as he stepped forward, every muscle coiled

Leon’s face shifted. His expression, once edged with initation, falleret. For a heartbeat, he looked stunned–almost guilty.

He let go abruptly, his hand dropping to his side like it had betrayed Him. A silence stretched between us, awkward and hear

Then, without looking me in the eye, he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small jar of pale, golden cream. He extended it to me stiffly, as if offering a weapon rather than medicine,

“This is for healing scars,” he said tly. Then, as if needing to rify, he added, then asked me to bring it to you

The mention of my brother bstruck /bsomething tender in me. Ethan–always thinking of me, even now,

My fingers brushed the cool ss of the jar as I took it, but before I could say a word, Leon turned sharply.

Heyanked open his car door.

“Wait!” I called, stepping forward. “How bis /bEthan? 1 beard he was injured yesterday.”

Leon paused, one foot inside the bcar/b. He nced hack over bhis /bshoulder, jew tight. “Ethan is my Beta. I wouldn’t let anything happen to him.”

His eyes slid past me to Adrian. His voice turned hard again. “Before I be Alpha King, take care of my mate properly.”

With that, he climbed into the Porsche and mmed the door. The engine mared to life, tires screeching as he sped baway/bb. /b

Adrian was still tense beside me, his fists clenched at his sides. I reached out band /bbgently /btouched his arm.

“Let’s take the statement to Elder Selene,” I said softly.

Elder Selene’s office smelled faintly of old parchment andvender oil. The atmosphere was calm, but undercut with tension.

“After a thorough examination,” she began, her voice formal but tinged with regret, “we’ve determined that the oven’s control wires were bdamaged /bby rodents. The code you entered was correct, which means Alpha Adrian has officially passed the second trial. I’ll make the announcement shortly.”

Adrian stood tall, but I could feel the anger radiating off him.

“Why

hy wasn’t the equipment inspected beforehand?” he asked tightly.

“They were,” Selene said, sighing. “The staff checked all devices the night before. No faults were found. No one anticipated rats chewing through wiring. It wasb… /ba tragic coincidence.”

Ryder, who had been pacing nearby like a caged woll, exploded. “Coincidence? Skye bnearly /bbdied /bin there! You call that an ident?”

“Every triales with its own dangers.” Selene breplied /bcoolly. b“/bYou all epted those risks by entering the election. However, the oversight is ours. The staff involved will be disciplined.”

“I want to speak to the person who inspected that o

ovenb,/b” Adrian said.

“He’s already been dismissed,” Selene answered. “But I can give you bls contact information. I hope you’re not seeking revenge. As I said, we believe this simply an ident.”

I stepped forward, my y voice calm. “Thank you, Elder Selene. We won’t pursue trondile. We’re just d the truth came to fight,”

meint it.olliAdrian staying in the race meant everything. The pain in my arms was a small price to pay./li/ol

“Bat—” Ryder started, only to stop when I gave his arm a gentle squeeze..

Lydia, who had been silently observing the entire exchange, suddenly spoke. “May I examine the damaged oven?

Elder Selene’s brow furrowed slightly at the request, clearly displeased with bLydia’s /bimplied mistrust, but she nodded.

“Of course. This wayb./b”fnc19e The source of th?s content is find?novel/fnc19e

The scent of burnt bmetal /b

al band /bsoot still lingered in the testing room, clinging to the walls like ghosts. As we stepped into the room, my breath caught.

The scorched remains of the oven stood in silent usation, ckened and broken, I could still remember the searing heat, the panic as the door refused to open, the air bing smoke–thick band /bbdeadly/b.

Safe now. With you. My wolf’s voice was a whisper in my mind, trying to soothe me.ullihe/li/ul

Adrian must have sensed it. His arm wrapped protectively around my waist, pulling me close. “It’s over,” he murmured against my hair.

Lydia approached the oven without hesitation. Her movements were clinicalb, /bbeyes /bscanning bevery /bbdetail/b. Her fingers brushed the damaged wires.

“Definitely bite bmarks/b,” she said after ba /blong bmoment/b. “Not clean cuts. The instion’s been gnawed.”

Elder Selene crossed her arms. “Exactly. As I exined.”

“Maybe it really was just an ident,” I offered bsoftly/b, half to reassure myself.

But Lydia didn’t answer right away. She lifted the frayed bwire /bclose to her face and inhaled. Her brow furrowed.

“There’s honey on these wires.”

The words dropped blike /bba /bstone into

o still water. The silence that followed was deafening.

Honey

Not something that just happens bto /bend up on electrical equipment. But the perfect blure /bfor rats.

My heart slowed in my chest, then kicked into a harder rhythm.

Someone had wanted those wires chewed. Someone had turned an ident binto /bba /bweapon.

“This wasn’t an bident /bbat /ball,” Lydia said grimly.

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