Ophelia's POV “Yes,” the Lycan King replied, his tone so indifferent.Relief flooded me, and before I could stop myself, I let out a deep breath I hadn't realized I was holding. “Thank you,” I whispered, holding the small glass container close to my chest like it was my lifeline. “Thank you for helping me.”But my happiness was short-lived.His silver eyes, cold and unreadable, locked onto mine. “It comes with a price.”I stiffened, my fingers tightening around the vial. My heart, which had just started to calm, slammed against my ribs again. “What?”“When you’re done giving the antidote to your… friend,” he said in a calm voice, “you must return to the sacred mountains.”I took a step back. The thought of coming back here, after everything I had endured just to get this far, made my stomach twist. “No,” I breathed out. “I…I can’t come back.”“You can,” he corrected, his gaze piercing. “And you will.”My mouth opened, but no words came out. I shook my head, struggling to make sense o
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