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Penelope and her mother remained hidden behind the wardrobe, listening as the sound of the Lycan wolf's growls gradually faded away. Penelope could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps. She was so scared that she can barely move, barely even think.

And then, suddenly, there was a scent in the air that she recognized immediately. It was a sweet, comforting scent, and it fills her with a sense of calm and safety. She knew who it was before she even looked up. And when her wolf muttered, "Mate" she was utterly shocked.

"Liam," she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath.

Her body screamed at her to run to him, to wrap her arms around him, and never let go.

As Penelope laid her eyes on Liam, fear and confusion overwhelmed her. She could not believe that the man she loves could attack her father, but at the same time, she cannot ignore the feeling of love that still burns within her for him. Liam is a mess of emotions, his face contorted with rage