I swam down to the plant and then pulled it out.
It shocked me when I saw that the Lyrun has roots.
Usually, Lyrun didn’t come with roots.
It had a flat mouth at the end and could not be transplanted.
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Urma had told me stories of Lycans who had been haunted and killed because of the plant.
So much so that they had even gone into hiding and concealed their identity out of fear of being killed for the plant.
Hopefully, this one would be able to grow if we replanted it.
It would be the first.
And then I swam back up to the top of the swamp.
When I emerged, I took in a large gasp because I had been holding my breath for so long, and then I pressed my hand over my wet hair.
I swam to the bank of the swamp, picked up my clothes, and hurriedly put them on.
I had to wait a few minutes to dry up, even though I was in a hurry.
I couldn’t tell people I was going to my secret lake.
I had no intention of letting them find my lake out of fear of what they would do, and I had never really had a place for myself.
Luna Maria burned the last one I had.
When I was dry, and my hair had returned to its frizzy curls, I hurried out of the swamp.
I made sure to be confident that no one took notice of me as I walked back to the castle.
Once the coast was clear, I hurried back to the castle.
I went past the servants and the busy people in the hallways and went up the stairs.
I caught sight of Aurora and Belle arguing.
I didn’t even have the time to see what was happening.
I hurried on my way.
I flung the door open, and Loren shook so much that the glass in his hands almost fell to the floor.
"My Goddess!" He shouted at me. "What is the rush about?! You ran off from the room first, then back in like the devil chased you."
I hurried up to him.
"If you keep on with that attitude, young she-wolf, I might have to send you to sleepouts.
I showed him my hands.
He stopped right in his tracks.
His face was white with shock. "My God!"
He pushed the glasses he was holding aside and then wore his glasses quickly.
He collected it from my hands.
His eyes were entering the plant.
"Is that... is that?" He asked me, looking back at me in disbelief. "Is that what I think it is?"
I nodded. "It’s Lyrun."
I beamed with a smile.
Then I remembered that I had told him about my swamp.
He turned his back to me, and I waited for his judgment.
For him to announce that he would take me to Xaden.
Then he shocked me by saying: "I do not know what you said about a swamp. But wherever you got this plant from is a blessing."
I gasped. "So you would not tell Alpha Xaden that I have a swamp?"
He frowned at me. "A swamp? What are you talking about? Stop saying nonsense, girl!"
Then it dawned on me what he was doing.
He pretended he did not know what I was saying and indirectly told me my secret was safe with him.
"Thank you," I said softly.
He ignored me and went on to be grumpy. "If you have had enough of just standing there doing nothing, then you would come and help me prepare the medicine."
I looked up at him. "Me?"
"No, the ghost is behind you." He snorted. "Of course, you!"
I smiled and went on to assist him.
I giggled, and then he gave me a stare that told me to close my mouth.
I suppressed the giggles and smiled.
Loren was a good man, and I knew I could trust him.
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