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Chapter 163: Victoria’s Secret

(Evelyn’s POV)

I bent down with effort, my joints protesting as I carefully picked up the moonstone amulet from the ground. Despite my weakened state from the confrontation in the garden, something about this pendant called to me.

The moment my fingers touched the cool stone, recognition flooded through me. My breath

caught in my throat.

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This wasn’t just any amulet. The intricate wolf carvings, the unique shimmer of the

moonstone in the light–this was the token that young Ethan had given to my Olivia when they

were just pups.

“Ice–Eyes Alpha,” I whispered, the childhood nickname coming back to me unbidden.

My wolf stirred beneath my skin, protective instincts flaring despite my frail condition. Olivia

had told me this precious amulet was lost after her memory faded following the trauma at that terrible werewolf orphanage.

I turned the pendant over in my palm, confirming what I already knew. The Stone family crest was etched into the back–this was Ethan’s ancestral amulet, passed down through generations of Alphas.

Who had been wearing this sacred family heirloom that rightfully belonged to my daughter?

(Victoria’s POV)

I lunged forward from my wheelchair with a speed that belied my supposed weakness from silver poisoning. My fingers closed around the amulet in Evelyn’s hand.

“Don’t touch that!” I snarled, yanking it from her grasp.

Panic surged through me as my wolf thrashed beneath my skin. This old woman couldn’t possibly know what this amulet meant–what it represented.

To my shock, Evelyn’s reflexes were faster than I’d anticipated. Her maternal instincts lent her

unexpected strength as she grabbed the amulet back from me.

“How dare you!” I hissed, my face contorting with rage.

My wolf’s aggressive pheromones filled the stairwell as I struggled to control my mounting

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panic. That amulet was my lifeline to Ethan–the physical proof of our supposed childhood connection.

“Give that back immediately, you pathetic old she–wolf!” I demanded, my voice dripping with contempt.

needed to intimidate her, to make her back down. I wheeled myself closer, using my position in the pack as a weapon.

“You and your daughter are nothing but omega trash in this pack!”

Evelyn clutched the amulet tightly, her eyes flashing with a mother’s defiance. Her voice remained steady despite her obviously racing heart.

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“This belongs to my daughter,” she said firmly. “It was given to her by her true mate when they were pups.”

Her words hit me like a physical blow.

I forced a scornful laugh, trying to dismiss her claim. “Another desperate ploy to steal what’s mine,” I sneered, though my heart hammered in my chest.

This old woman was clearly helping Olivia fabricate some connection to Ethan’s past. It had to be a lie a pathetic attempt to strengthen Olivia’s position as Luna.

But as I studied Evelyn’s features more carefully in the dim light of the stairwell, something shifted in my perception. The shape of her eyes, the determined set of her jaw–they seemed hauntingly familiar.

Horrified recognition dawned on me.

This was the she–wolf who had rescued the young Alpha heir after the hunter attack that had claimed his mother’s life. The same attack that had temporarily blinded him and left him vulnerable.

This was the woman who had cared for “Ice–Eyes Alpha” and his companion–the young she–wolf who would later become Olivia Winters..

My wolf panicked beneath my skin, clawing and whimpering as the implications became

clear. If Ethan discovered Olivia was his childhood sweetheart–his first true mate–I would

lose everything.

My status, Ethan’s protection, my privileged position in the Silvercrest Pack–all of it would

vanish in an instant.

“You’re confused, old woman,” I said, fighting to keep my voice steady. “Age has clearly addled

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But Evelyn’s eyes held a clarity that terrified me. She knew the truth, and if she shared it with

Olivia or Ethan, my carefully constructed world would crumble.

I couldn’t let that happen. Not after everything I’d sacrificed to get here.

(Evelyn’s POV)

I saw the change in Victoria’s expression–the moment recognition turned to fear, then to cold calculation. My wolf urged me to retreat, sensing the dangerous shift in her demeanor.

I clutched the Ancestral Moonstone Amulet tightly and attempted to move past her toward

the stairwell door. My heart pounded painfully in my chest, still weakened from my earlier

collapse.

“I’m taking this to my daughter,” I said firmly. “She deserves to know the truth.”

Victoria’s eyes narrowed, something feral and desperate flashing in their depths. Without warning, she propelled her wheelchair forward with vicious force.

The heavy metal frame slammed into me, knocking the breath from my lungs. I felt myself falling backward, tumbling down the concrete stairs.

Pain exploded through my body as I hit each step. My wolf whimpered, trying desperately to

protect me, but my aging body couldn’t respond quickly enough.

As I fell, my gaze locked with Victoria’s. In that moment of terrible clarity, I understood

everything.

Victoria had stolen the amulet and used it to deceive Ethan, making him believe she was his

childhood sweetheart instead of Olivia. She had manipulated him, twisted his memories, and

torn apart what should have been a true mate bond.

I landed at the bottom of the stairs, my body broken but my mind suddenly, painfully clear. With trembling fingers, I fumbled for my phone, managing to press the speed dial for Olivia.

“Olivia,” I gasped, my voice weakening as blood trickled from the corner of my mouth.

“Victoria… Frost…”

Before I could say more, Victoria was beside me, snatching the phone from my hand. She ended the call, her eyes cold and calculating as she watched my wolf struggle to heal injuries

too severe for my aging body.

“You should have minded your own business, old woman,” she said softly, tucking my phone

into her pocket.

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I tried to speak, to tell her that the truth would come out eventually, but no words came.

Darkness crept in at the edges of my vision as Victoria calmly wheeled herself away, leaving

me broken and alone at the bottom of the stairs.

My last conscious thought was of Olivia. I prayed to the Moon Goddess that my daughter would understand the fragmented warning I’d managed to give her.

(Olivia’s POV)

I was reviewing my latest healing crystal designs at my desk in Canis Enterprises when my phone rang. Seeing my mother’s caller ID, I smiled and picked up immediately.

“Mom? How are you feeling today?”

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Instead of her usual warm greeting, I heard labored breathing that sent a chill down my spine.

“Olivia,” my mother gasped, her voice weak and strained. “Victoria… Frost…”

Then nothing. The call disconnected abruptly, leaving me frozen in place.

My wolf surged beneath my skin, howling with protective instinct. Something was terribly

wrong.

“Mom?” I called into the dead line, my voice rising with panic. “Mom!”

I tried calling back, but the call went straight to voicemail. A wave of primal fear washed over

me as I jumped to my feet, knocking over my chair.

Gregory Hayes looked up from his desk across from mine, his expression shifting from

annoyance to concern when he saw my face.

“Olivia? What’s wrong?”

I couldn’t answer. My mind was racing with terrible possibilities, each worse than the last. My mother’s labored breathing, the mention of Victoria Frost, the sudden disconnection–all

pointed to something sinister.

Without explanation, I grabbed my Crystal–Studded Designer Handbag and rushed toward the

door.

“Family emergency,” I managed to call over my shoulder. “I have to go!”

I sprinted through the Canis Enterprises lobby, ignoring the startled looks from colleagues and clients. My emerald eyes were wide with terror as I burst through the front doors and flagged