Wendy's POV: I had thought it through. Tessa was the key to bringing down Rosaline. "That's it?" I nodded, and a spark of hope flickered in Heidi's eyes. "Fine, I agree. Get me out of this nightmare, and I'll tell you everything," she said, her eyes filled with longing. I smiled. That was exactly what I expected. I knew how much Heidi struggled in prison. She had lived a life of comfort in the pack and couldn't bear the harsh conditions here. There was no way she wouldn't agree. Now, it was time to set my plan in motion. Since Heidi was the fake Tessa, I'd use those details to craft a new one. And I'd make sure it seemed real. Yura's POV: At the hospital, Hughie had been treating Ryan with the witch's stone. Whenever I had a free moment, I went to check on him. I cleaned Ryan's hands, feet, and body while discussing his condition with Hughie. "The bruising on his head is nearly gone, but whether he wakes up depends on tomorrow. Witch's stone works wonders, but it's not a miracle cure. I've done all I can," Hughie told me when I entered the ward. "Thank you, Dr. Watts!" Hearing that Ryan's injuries had healed gave me hope. At least now, there was a chance he'd wake up. That was better than just waiting. Hughie put the witch's stone away and left. I walked over to the window and sat down, gently taking Ryan's hand, which rested by the bedside. My voice was soft as I called out to him. "Ryan, please wake up. I promise you. If you wake up, I'll marry you ... " Ryan's POV:Slowly, my eyes fluttered open. After so long in darkness, the sudden sunlight stung, forcing me to squint. The oxygen mask over my face felt unfamiliar. When I turned my head slightly, I saw Yura asleep beside me. For a moment, she seemed so far away. I had been unconscious for so long. Had she been worrying about me? She looked thinner and more exhausted than before. I wanted to reach out and touch Yura's face, but my arm was too weak. I could only brush her cheek before my strength gave out. She shifted slightly, stirring from sleep. Slowly, her eyes opened and locked onto mine. I managed a weak smile. She froze for a second, her expression full of disbelief. Rubbing her eyes as if to confirm what she was seeing, she then broke into a smile of surprise. "Ryan ... Ryan! You're finally awake. This is amazing ... " Yura was so overwhelmed that her eyes turned red, her voice trembling as unshed tears glistened. She quickly covered her mouth, trying to hold back her emotions. "Yeah." I gave a slight nod, wanting to reach out and wipe away her tears, but my strength failed me. My hand barely lifted before dropping back down. With no other choice, I softened my voice. "Yura, I'm sorry. I ... I made you worry. But I'm okay now, so please don't cry. You look like you've lost a lot of weight." Yura quickly wiped her face, and I couldn't help but smile. Even though I had been unconscious for so long, I wasn't entirely unaware. Sometimes, I could still hear what was happening around me. I just couldn't wake up. For instance, I had heard Yura say she would marry me. Did she truly mean it? Pushing down my excitement, I motioned for her to sit by my side. Taking her hand in mine, I looked at her seriously. "Yura, while I was unconscious, I heard you talking. You said that if I woke up, you would marry me. Did you mean it?"She stiffened, her face instantly turning red. Avoiding my gaze, she brushed at imaginary tears. "I ... I was just saying that casually. It's not like I have to marry you just because I said it!" Despite her denial, I wasn't upset. I had liked her for so long—I knew when she was being honest. "Yura, hearing you say yes made me happier than you can imagine. I promise, once I'm out of here, I'll give you the most spectacular wedding. You'll be the happiest bride in all of the Werewolf Continent. Tell me, what kind of wedding do you want?" Thank you, Moon Goddess. It was the best thing I heard after waking up. But I was afraid that Yura would change her mind. I needed her to promise me again. My eagerness must have made her a little flustered. After a pause, she hesitated before replying, "You ... you should focus on recovering first. We can talk about this when you're fully healed. You know I need time to adjust, right? I won't go back on my word, so don't worry." Saying that, she gently pulled the blanket up over me.