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“Someone else is coming out,” Hazel saw a girl with chestnut-colored long hair walking out of the infirmary, her head lowered. She wasn’t sure if this person was related to the fake Fiona, but Hazel remembered her face.

“Hazel, what do you think Putnam is up to?” Rita asked.

“I don’t know, but it’s definitely not something good,” Hazel replied based on her gut feeling. Even though she had seen Putnam again, she knew he had changed.

“I hope you’ll be careful,” Rita continued. She cared about Hazel’s well-being.

“Don’t worry, kiddo,” Hazel smiled.

Sheila scanned the area to make sure she didn’t see anyone suspicious and then left.

Cyril and the others intentionally concealed their presence because they didn’t want to be detected by Sheila, who was clearly not on the same power level as Cyril and the rest.

“It seems like Putnam has more than one accomplice,” Cyril commented.

“Do you know if she’s from this town?” Hazel looked at Cyril, having returned to the town only a short while ago and not being able to confirm if this girl was a local.

“She’s not,” Cyril shook his head.

Since Theo had meticulously reviewed everyone’s information, Cyril had memorized all the members of the Pack, including their family members, and he was certain he hadn’t seen this girl on the list.

“If anyone is closest to Putnam, it would be his Luna,” Cyril’s gaze rested on Hazel. Despite Hazel making it clear that she felt nothing for Putnam, Cyril couldn’t help but feel a strong possessiveness towards her, a feeling he had never experienced before.

When he first saw Hazel, he was irresistibly drawn to her. Her scent invaded his senses, making him infatuated. He had always had confidence in his self-control, but when Hazel appeared next to him, he felt an uncontrollable impulse.

Seeing Hazel in her shifted form, he was stunned. Cyril had never expected her wolf to be pure white, it was a miracle, something that was nearly impossible in reality. But Hazel had indeed created that miracle.

“What do you mean?” Hazel was taken aback.

Putnam’s Luna? Had he found his mate?

Hazel’s puzzled expression irritated Cyril, and he looked displeased. He found himself experiencing jealousy, an emotion he wasn’t used to. Kassandra watched with amusement, having never seen such an expression on Cyril’s face. She could read everything clearly.

Who wouldn’t want to have someone so beautiful? Hazel was truly deserving.

“My friend told me that Putnam’s Luna is the Alpha of The Tallinn Pack, and they’ve merged two Packs,” Cyril summarized the key points.

When he heard this news, he wasn’t sure what he felt but there seemed to be an element of relief. If Putnam had already found his mate, then Hazel wouldn’t be with him. They weren’t mates, and that realization made Cyril breathe a sigh of relief.

But Cyril couldn’t help but wonder, who would Hazel’s mate be? It was a question he had never thought of, and one he dared not imagine. If one day Hazel’s mate appeared, what should he do? He couldn’t control the feelings he had for Hazel, and this question troubled Cyril.

“The Alpha of The Tallinn Pack?” Hazel repeated Cyril’s words. She had no idea that Putnam already had a mate because he had never mentioned it. “What’s his mate’s name?”

“Tania,” Cyril recalled the information provided by his allies in the north.

Someone who had imprisoned their own half-brother in a dungeon was unlikely to be gentle, and everything Putnam had shown in front of Hazel might not be his true self.

“Maybe the fake Fiona is Tania,” Hazel considered this possibility. Putnam wouldn’t be away from his mate for too long unless he and his mate entered The Iron Star Pack together while concealing their true identities.

If Putnam and Tania were both Alphas of their respective Packs, then the people around them would either be their allies or subordinates. This speculation cleared things up for Hazel.

“It’s highly possible,” Cyril responded, and his thoughts matched Hazel’s. No werewolf would willingly be separated from their mate for an extended period. They typically traveled together.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Hazel nodded. She didn’t care whether Putnam had found his mate because Putnam’s actions were no longer relevant to her. But the fact that he had concealed having found his mate from her was a form of deceit. To this day, Hazel found it hard to fathom how the Putnam she once liked had turned into this. Perhaps she had never truly known his real self.

More than Putnam, Hazel was now more curious about who her mate would be. Her gaze shifted to Cyril, and she was certain Cyril hadn’t met his mate yet. The bond between her and Cyril would remain as long as he didn’t find his mate. But if Cyril’s mate appeared, there might not be any connection between them.

At the thought of this possibility, Hazel’s heart felt like it was being torn apart. She had fantasized about a potential scenario, but she couldn’t verify it. She could only wait quietly for the blessing of the moon goddess.

“Hazel, don’t worry too much,” Kassandra held Hazel’s hand, thinking she was concerned about the current situation.

Hazel had no idea just how powerful she was; she was a person favored by the gods, capable of having the best in this world. Kassandra couldn’t control her affection for Hazel; it was an affection for a younger person. Hazel was like a sudden angel who had appeared.

Perhaps, on some future day, Hazel would realize what was inside her. At that moment, maybe no danger could stop Hazel’s progress.

Hazel had no idea what kind of person Kassandra was, but at this moment, her heart calmed down due to Kassandra’s comfort, like a drifting boat finding shore.

“Cyril, you should be ready for deployment,” Kassandra smiled, her face showing no signs of fear.

She wouldn’t take sides in any fight, but her stance was clear: she would not be an enemy of Cyril.

“I will,” Cyril replied, his expression dark and uncertain.

As the Alpha of the world’s largest Pack, Cyril would not allow outsiders to enter his Pack without taking any measures. He ordered Parrish and Rankin to intensify the training of the guards, his invincible warriors.

Cyril instructed Theo to investigate everyone in the small town and to monitor anyone entering or leaving, especially looking out for mysterious individuals.

Cyril turned his gaze to Hazel. She was now the primary target, and her whereabouts needed constant attention.

“When the woman in the hospital bed experiences any issues with her wound, I’ll be there,” Kassandra said as she spoke up. “I have some things to take care of recently.”

“Everything is going smoothly,” Cyril replied briefly.

Kassandra nodded, glanced at Hazel, and then quickly departed. Hazel watched Kassandra leave and fell into deep thought.

“We should leave as well,” Cyril said, looking at Hazel. Her eyes were bright.

Hazel didn’t participate in training tonight because Cyril had asked her to wait here for a result. Perhaps she needed to know what kind of danger she was facing. Training could enhance Hazel’s abilities, but she also needed to understand who she was dealing with, which would provide her with more information.

With confirmation that the fake Fiona was Putnam’s associate, things became much clearer, and now they were in a position of advantage.

Hazel withdrew her gaze and left the forest with Cyril.