#Chapter 251: The Stolen Book

The gentle hum of the private jet's engines provided a soothing backdrop as we soared through the night sky, heading back home after the eventful evening at the palace.

Kendrick had excused himself to his room, leaving Lucas and me to share the cabin in relative quiet.

After we had passed through the portal, I had felt incredibly dizzy, but once I sat down on the jet, the feeling slowly dissipated.

Yet, even as the physical discomfort waned, my mind was still reeling.

It was hard to describe how I felt. I wasn't even sure if I really felt like myself anymore.

There had been so many changes and surprises in the past few weeks. From discovering my true identity as the White Wolf to navigating the complexities of losing my father, managing relationships and politics in the supernatural world, I found myself constantly on edge, never quite sure what to expect next.

I didn't have any other choice but to accept everything that was thrown at me, and I was scrambling to learn how to adapt to