Chapter 43:
Makenna’s POV:
“Argh!” I screamed as the world blurred past me. The fall from the 50-foot height seemed endless.
Below, the crowd erupted in shock and confusion. Desperation clouded my mind as I braced for the inevitable impact.
But then, out of nowhere, I heard the haunting howl of a wolf. The next instant, I landed on a solid, yet soft surface.
Safe?
Trembling, I opened my eyes to see a massive black wolf cradling me. My heart pounded in disbelief as I recognized him.
It was Bryan’s wolf.
Had Bryan just saved me?
My suspicions were confirmed when Bryan’s voice, now detached and nonchalant, drifted up from beneath me. “Woman, how long are you planning to stay on top of me?”
I jolted back to reality, scrambling to my feet. I stared at Bryan, astonished.
How could someone so malevolent morph into a wolf and rescue me? Was the sky falling?
“What just happened?” Bryan’s voice was cool as he transformed back into his human form, folding his arms and scrutinizing me. “Why did you suddenly fall?”
I shook my head, unable to comprehend the turn of events. “I don’t… The safety rope broke.”
Typically, when a climber descended, the safety rope should secure a safe landing. It was a critical piece of equipment, meticulously maintained and checked to prevent failure. Such an incident was practically unheard of.
Considering the gravity of the situation, the thought of what might have happened still sent chills down my spine.
Bryan’s expression darkened. He turned his icy gaze toward Hayley, the overseer of the sex slaves. “What’s your explanation?”
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Hayley, who was responsible for our safety, looked as though she might faint.
She shook her head vigorously, desperately distancing herself from the blame. “No. No, no, Your Highness, I know nothing about it.”
I studied her with a narrowed gaze. Something about this situation didn’t sit right with me.
Before the climb, I had inspected the safety rope myself. It should never have failed. The way it tore mid-air was far too suspicious to be accidental.
I was convinced the rope had been tampered with, though Hayley was unlikely to be the culprit, given how obvious it would be.
Bryan continued to glare at Hayley. “I expect a thorough investigation. See to it that we get answers.”
Hayley, now visibly nervous, said, “Your Highness, I will send my team to investigate. I assure you, we will find out what happened.”
Before she could continue, Kristina stood up, a dismissive sneer on her lips.
“Why bother? She’s not dead, is she? It’s likely you didn’t secure it properly. Let’s not waste any more time. She’s just a sex slave—hardly worth this fuss.”
“Whether or not the rope was tied properly, the fact remains that the safety equipment failed,” I retorted, holding up the frayed, broken rope. “Miss Harrison, does this mean you’re trying to avoid an investigation?”
“You!” Kristina’s face reddened as she struggled to counter the accusation. She snapped, “Stop stirring up trouble where there is none.”
Yet, something caught my eye.
One of Kristina’s followers, standing behind her, had a guilty look that didn’t escape my notice.
Piecing things together, I realized Kristina’s appearance in the training room wasn’t a mere coincidence. She had likely orchestrated this incident once again.
