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Chapter 108: Victoria’s Deception

(Victoria’s POV)

“It’s me,” I sobbed suddenly, my shoulders shaking with apparent grief. “I should be blamed for

Grandmother Evelyn…”

The room fell silent, all eyes turning to me in shock. Ethan’s face darkened as he stepped

closer.

“What happened?” he asked coldly.

I cried harder, my apologies flowing freely. “Ethan, I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have called you earlier. Grandmother was convinced that I killed Lily because of that call.”

I continued explaining through my tears, “She wanted to avenge Lily, and while I was at home preparing venison stew for you, she had her guards bind me and bring me here. She was so angry with me, and her emotions were so agitated that… No matter how I tried to comfort her,

it was useless…”

I looked up at him with tear–filled eyes. “I killed Grandmother, it’s me! I’m sorry, I made you lose your grandmother. I’m a sinner!”

My voice broke with apparent remorse. “Ethan, let the enforcers take me, let me pay for Grandmother’s and Lily’s lives! That way, Olivia will feel better!”

(Olivia’s POV)

I listened to Victoria’s tearful confession with cold skepticism. The dramatic shift from denial

to self–blame was too convenient, too calculated.

Her blue eyes shimmered with tears as she offered herself up for punishment, but I knew Victoria too well. This was just another performance, another manipulation.

Fury surged through me, hot and unstoppable. I lunged forward and grabbed Victoria’s throat, my fingers tightening around her slender neck.

“Victoria Frost, did you deliberately say something to provoke Grandmother, causing her to die

from emotional distress? Tell me!” I demanded, my voice shaking with rage.

Victoria struggled against my grip, her eyes widening with feigned terror. “No… I didn’t… Olivia, what nonsense are you talking about? Ethan cares about Grandmother so much, how could I

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deliberately provoke her?”

+15 Points >

She looked past me to Ethan, tears streaming from her blue eyes, appearing helpless and pitiful. “Olivia, I know you blame me, but you can’t slander me like this…”

I tightened my grip, wanting nothing more than to squeeze the truth from her lying throat. “You killed my daughter, and now you’ve killed the only person who believed me about it!”

Strong hands suddenly gripped my shoulders, pulling me away from Victoria. Ethan’s scent- pine and winter air–enveloped me as he forcibly separated us.

“Enough, Olivia!” he growled, his Alpha authority vibrating through his words.

The Northern Territory Enforcers moved quickly, their trained hands restraining me with professional efficiency. One officer twisted my arm behind my back, not painfully but firmly enough to immobilize me.

“Miss Winters, please calm down,” the officer warned, his grip unyielding.

I struggled against their hold, desperation making my voice c***k. “It’s her, she must have killed Grandmother Evelyn! Investigate her, it must be her!”

The lead enforcer, a weathered wolf with gray at his temples, gave me a stern look. “Ms. Winters, be careful with your accusations. We need evidence, not emotional outbursts.”

He released my arm but remained close, ready to restrain me again if necessary. “We’ve already searched the villa thoroughly,” he explained. “There were no surveillance cameras in the dungeon where Matriarch Stone and Ms. Frost met.”

My heart sank at his words. Of course there wouldn’t be cameras–Matriarch Evelyn valued privacy above all else.

“The footage from outside only shows Matriarch Evelyn directing her guards to bring Ms. Frost into the dungeon,” the enforcer continued. “After that, we have no visual record of what transpired between them.”

Chief Garrison nodded in agreement. “Without witnesses or evidence linking Ms. Frost directly to Matriarch Stone’s death, we can’t file formal charges at this time.”

I felt the last of my hope crumbling. “But the substance Dr. Fletcher found-”

“Could have been administered before Ms. Frost arrived,” Chief Garrison finished for me. “The timeline is unclear, and Ms. Frost was restrained the entire time she was with the Matriarch.”

The enforcers exchanged glances, their decision already made. “We’ll continue investigating.” the lead enforcer assured us, “but for now, this appears to be a pack matter rather than a

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+15 Points>

They departed with professional nods, leaving the pack to handle the situation internally. I stood frozen, watching as Victoria was once again going to escape justice.

(Victoria’s POV)

The moment my restraints were fully removed, I rushed to Ethan’s side, clinging to him as I continued my stream of tearful apologies.

“Ethan, I’m so sorry,” I whispered, pressing my face against his chest. “Seeing Grandmother collapse in front of me, I wanted to rush over to save her, but I was bound with those awful restraints, I couldn’t move.”

I felt his body stiffen slightly at my touch, but he didn’t push me away. That small victory gave me confidence to continue my performance.

“In just moments, I watched her eyes close,” I said, my voice breaking artfully. “I was so panicked, I could only shout desperately, call for the guards… But… It was too late, I still couldn’t save Grandmother…”

My tears soaked through Ethan’s hospital gown as I trembled against him. The fabric still smelled of the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, reminding me that he’d been recovering from his own injuries when this new tragedy struck.

Slowly, hesitantly, his hand came up to pat my back. The gesture was mechanical, lacking the warmth he usually showed me, but it was enough.

“It has nothing to do with you,” he assured me softly, though I could hear the doubt lingering in his voice.

I pressed closer, hiding my face against his chest to conceal my expression. Beneath my outward display of distress, triumph bloomed like a dark flower.

I hadn’t planned to kill Matriarch Evelyn–not today, at least. But the old woman had brought it upon herself by interfering in my affairs.

The memory of our final confrontation replayed in my mind. The matriarch’s withered face had contorted with rage as she accused me of redirecting Lily’s kidney donor to Emma.

“I know what you did,” she had hissed, her ancient eyes burning with certainty. “You made sure your daughter received treatment while Ethan’s true daughter died!”

I had denied it at first, maintaining my innocent facade. But as the old woman continued her accusations, I realized she had actual evidence. She knew about my meeting with Nathan

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Blackwood, about the arrangements I’d made to ensure Emma received priority.

That’s when I changed tactics.

+15 Points >

“So what if I did?” I had taunted, dropping my mask of innocence. “Lily was weak, sickly. She

would have died eventually. Emma is strong–she deserved that kidney more.”

The matriarch’s face had paled with shock at my admission. “You monster,” she had whispered.

I had smiled then, knowing the Shadow Guard couldn’t hear our conversation through the thick walls. “And what about Olivia? That pathetic excuse for a Luna. Did you know she tried to kill herself after Lily died? Jumped into the river like a coward.”

Each word had been calculated to cause maximum distress. I had watched with cold satisfaction as Matriarch Evelyn’s breathing became labored, her hand clutching at her chest.

“Ethan deserves better than her,” I had continued mercilessly. “He deserves me. And soon, he’ll be mine completely.”

The matriarch had gasped for breath, her eyes widening with pain and horror. I had watched impassively as she collapsed to the floor, her frail body convulsing once before going still.

Only then had I called for help, screaming with convincing terror until the Shadow Guard burst into the room.

Now, as I cried against Ethan’s chest, I allowed myself a moment of satisfaction. With Matriarch Evelyn gone, the last significant obstacle to my plans had been removed.

I lifted my head slightly, catching Olivia’s gaze over Ethan’s shoulder. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to twist the knife further.

I let my mask slip for just an instant, allowing my blue eyes to gleam with malice as I stared directly at her. The message was clear: I killed the old woman, what can you do about it?