Chapter 41 A Curse? 2
There was no mistaking the face of the girl lying in the bed—it was his daughter. Though thinner and more gaunt than he remembered, her features were unmistakably hers. But her once radiant golden hair had turned a dull brown.
As if that wasn’t shocking enough, the royal doctor stepped closer and carefully opened one of Addison’s eyes.
Her gaze, once a vibrant gold, was now a muted hazel brown.
"What... what’s going on?" The Alpha King asked, his voice laced with worry. "Why are her eyes so different? They should be golden..."
Addison had always had long golden hair, which would sometimes turn silver when her wolf emerged. Her golden eyes were the unmistakable mark of the Royal Bloodline. But now, staring down at her, he saw only hazel brown eyes—completely foreign and unsettling.
Elric interjected, his voice steady but tinged with uncertainty. "Could this be the curse Alpha Maxwell mentioned?" he suggested. "It’s just speculation, but perhaps, in order for the vampires to smuggle the Royal Princess out of the werewolf territory, they altered her most recognizable features. After all, aside from the royal bloodline, no one really knew what the princess looked like—just that she had golden hair, golden eyes, and was an exceptional fighter."
His words hung in the air as everyone exchanged uneasy glances. Despite the change in her appearance, there was no doubt in their minds—this was the missing princess. The altered hair and eye color could only mean one thing, and, for the moment, they had no other explanation.
"But what about her wolf?" The Alpha King’s voice was strained, his worry evident. This was the one question that had been tormenting him. As the Alpha King, with Addison being of his bloodline, he should have been able to reach out to her wolf without any difficulty, even if Addison was unconscious. But no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t feel her wolf. It wasn’t that her wolf was dormant—it was simply... absent.
Had her wolf died?