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Chapter 12 

Two years passed in the blink of an eye. 

To the outside world, Caleb and Ava appeared as loving as ever. Though, according to their new servants, blood-curdling screams could be heard from their room every night. Everyone assumed 

it was just… intense passion. 

Only I knew the truth. Ava was being beaten. 

Meanwhile, Mason, under the influence of my herbal tonics, seemed to have fallen completely in love with me. He held me every night, took me to the corporate offices daily. I brewed his tonic and helped him with his work. To everyone else, it seemed perfectly natural that he’d come to care for 

Just as in the past life, the current clan Alpha fell gravely ill at this time. As heir, Mason was on standby to take over. 

I remembered Caleb was about to make his move. 

So, during this period, I began dropping subtle warnings. One night, curled against Mason’s chest, I murmured, “With the Alpha so ill and you about to take his place… you need to be careful. Watch out for people on the outside.” 

I didn’t know how Caleb would strike. I only remembered that in my last life, Mason had died suddenly. With Caleb as the only remaining son, he’d stepped into the role. That day, Caleb had been in a strangely good mood. For the first time, he hadn’t beaten me. 

“I finally got rid of Mason,” he’d said. 

That’s how I knew he was responsible. 

“Don’t accept any food or drink you didn’t see made yourself,” I whispered urgently to Mason. “And don’t let your guard down around anyone…” 

My words were cut off as his lips covered mine. 

When the kiss ended, he gazed at me with tender affection. “Don’t you trust me? There’s not a soul in this clan who can lay a finger on me.” 

“I know that,” I said, my voice small. “I just worry.” 

“If you’ve got time to worry,” he said, a low growl in his voice as he rolled over, pinning me 

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beneath him, “we could be doing something much more productive.” 

I met his eyes, then guiltily looked away. I knew the love fostered by herbs wouldn’t last. I just wanted to help him survive this crisis, to live out a safe life by his side. I didn’t know if it was even 

possible. 

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