Jennifer’s POV
I lowered my gaze, too afraid to meet his eyes.
“Answer me!” Prince Ryan demanded.
In a hushed tone, I confessed, “Yes... I don’t have a wolf.”
Revealing that truth drained all my courage.
“Why?” he muttered.
No kidding. I could feel the simmering anger in his voice.
“I’m not sure. I never connected with my wolf when I turned 18—”
“I’m asking why you didn’t tell me?” he interrupted.
“I’m sorry. I was scared you’d send me off to the Royal Medical Academy for research purpose,” I explained hesitantly.
“What the hell are you talking about?” He asked incredulously.
“The Royal Medical Academy would buy wolfless individuals and use them as subjects! My stepmother said she has a friend involved in such research,” I said.
“I’ll look into that later,” Ryan stated. He loos
