Chapter 443

Around two decades ago, Baroness Wolfsbane was overjoyed when her daughter was chosen for the Prussian Government's Seeding Project.

It was a national program-part science, part eugenics-designed to engineer the next generation of leaders.

The state selected women of noble blood, perfect beauty, exceptional intellect, and, above all, untouched purity. Only the finest could be accepted.

The men? They came from the highest ranks-the King, the Generals, the Dukes. Sometimes Counts or Marquises, but never below.

Their seed was considered sacred, a genetic investment in the Empire's future.

When Felicia Wolfsbane was accepted and later became pregnant, the Baroness could barely contain her pride.

The law forbade anyone from revealing the donor's name, not even the mother or child were allowed to speak it aloud before the state permitted it—but everyone in the Wolfsbane household whispered the same rumor:

'Sofina's father had to be of Count blood, at least.'

That meant Sofina was born for greatness.

She was supposed to marry into a noble line-preferably a Count's son-to elevate the Wolfsbane name even higher.

Then came the scandal.

Three years ago, Sofina had defied them all.

Out of love-love of all things—she married Heinrich. Just a civilian with nothing but his name.

The Baroness nearly had a stroke when she heard it.

And now? Heinrich had become one of the leading minds in artificial intelligence -his name echoed through every research lab and corporate boardroom in Winchester.

Companies were fighting to recruit him, and even noble families were competing to claim ties to his work.

Rumors spread like wildfire: the King himself was preparing to grant him a Baron's title in recognition of his breakthroughs.

But before that honor could ever be sealed, Heinrich had divorced Sofina.

And now Sofina had returned with a new husband.

Alexander Saint-Claire.

Half slave.

Wolfsbane family was livid. They wanted him gone-exiled,

the powerful

marriage ended in

Rosenheims didn't take betrayal lightly. They sent word through every

Saint-Claire citizenship will be treated as our

lost Saint- Claire noble title—and with it,

was enough to drive the Rosenheims mad. They'd kill anyone who dared

the Wolfsbane family, asking Baroness Wolfsbane

from her could grant him citizenship... and ignite an all-out

my birthday, or to drag my family into

like all children born from the government's Seeding

Scheinwald meant Illusory Forest, a placeholder for those

clutching Alex's arm. "Alexander didn't mean any disrespect. Please

tried to pull Alex aside, but the

her cousin Annabella Wolfsbane's voice

air.

him, Sofina," she

piece of trash

hasar even married me yet, and he's already gifted Grandmother something worth half a

s

to beg for citizenship? What's next? He wants to burn the Wolfsbane name

in his chair,

him—a favor. A disgrace like

were teenagers. Every time he tried to get close, she pushed him away-and every rejection burned deeper

had

entire Wolfsbane

That was treason.

disgrace to this

disdain. "We'll grant you citizenship-but only if

you want,” Alex said. "But you'll never make me leave her. Until Sofina stops loving me, I'll love her until

storm crossed Baroness Wolfsbane's face. Her eyes darkened, her

ungrateful dog! A worthless parasite feeding off my granddaughter's kindness! Security-get him out! I don't want that man anywhere near

slowly, shoulders heavy. "Sofina," he murmured,

coming with you," she

down!" the Baroness snapped. "If you walk out that door, you're no longer my

her voice slicing through the room. “Sofina! Remember your promise you

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