A poison that strips away a wolf's power? Someone stealing lab research? ‘But before all that, what did she mean about my blood?Alice turned toward Ronan, feeling a painful thudding in her chest, a sensation she hadn't experienced in a long time. "What do you mean?" Alice’s voice was barely a whisper. "Why... did you say my blood...?"Ronan caressed Alice’s face with a trembling hand, then clasped his wife’s fingers, which were beginning to grow cold. He guided Alice back to the plush sofa. Professor Kiehl, suddenly awkward and feeling trapped in the couple's emotional whirlwind, slowly took a seat on the opposite sofa, moving as quietly as possible."I’m sorry, Alice... Please, forgive me..." Ronan whispered, his voice hoarse and breaking.With his gaze locked on Alice’s fingers, Ronan began to explain. Long before he met Alice, back when his life was defined only by depravity, arrogance, and boredom, he had indeed funded that poison research project. The vile idea had originated
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