"Mrs. Stone," I tried again. "Are you hurt?"
She finally looked at me, her eyes focusing slightly. "He let Lily die," she whispered. "He chose
Emma over our daughter."
Before I could respond, the medical team burst through the door. Dr. Harold Bennett led the
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team, his experienced eyes quickly assessing the situation.
"Get him stabilized for transport," Dr. Bennett ordered his team. "The silver is preventing
healing. We need to flush the wound immediately."
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As they worked on Alpha Ethan, I noticed his eyes flutter open. Despite his weakened state,
his voice carried the unmistakable command of an Alpha.
"Maxwell," he rasped. "Don't call the Enforcers."
Dr. Bennett looked up sharply. "Alpha, this is an attempted murder-"
"No," Ethan interrupted, his voice weak but firm. "Olivia is innocent. This stays within the pack.
Absolute secrecy."
The medical team exchanged glances but knew better than to question a direct order from
their Alpha.
"Maxwell," Ethan continued, his voice fading as the sedatives took effect. "Call Lucas
Blackwood. Tell him to take care of Olivia."
His eyes closed as he slipped into unconsciousness, leaving me with the impossible task of explaining this situation to one of the most powerful Alphas in the Northern Territory.
I looked at Mrs. Stone, still sitting in shock with blood drying on her hands, and wondered what could have possibly happened to bring them to this point.
(Victoria's POV)
The moment Olivia pushed me, I knew I was in trouble. My designer heels were completely unsuited for the uneven cemetery ground, and I felt myself losing balance.
"You b***h!" I screamed, arms flailing as I tried to regain my footing.
In my panic, my foot connected with the stupid urn I'd been taunting her with. The cracked container rolled toward the edge of the rocky outcrop, and to my horror, I followed it.
The ground disappeared beneath me, and for one terrifying moment, I was falling through open air. My stomach lurched as gravity pulled me down.
By some miracle, my hand caught a protruding tree branch growing from the side of the outcrop. The sudden stop nearly dislocated my shoulder, but I clung to it desperately.
"Help!" I screamed, looking up at the edge where Olivia stood. "Olivia, help me!"
But she wasn't even looking at me. Her attention was fixed on the scattered ashes being carried away by the night breeze, her face a mask of devastation.
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The elderly wolf in the next bed woke up, glaring at me. "Keep it down, will ya? Some of us are
trying to rest."
"How dare you speak to me that way?" I snarled, my wolf rising to the surface. "I am Victoria
Frost, personal friend of Alpha King Ethan Stone!"
"Don't care if you're the Moon Goddess herself," the old wolf grumbled. "You're making too
much noise."
Rage boiled within me. I reached for the water glass on my bedside table, intending to throw it
at him.
That's when I realized something was terribly wrong. I could move my arms, but below my
waist... nothing. No sensation. No movement.
"Nurse!" I called, panic rising in my throat. "Nurse, I can't move my legs!"