Chapter 109: Murderer’s Escape 

Chapter 109: Murderer’s Escape 

(Olivia’s POV)‘ 

I stood frozen in Matriarch Evelyn’s elegant study, watching Victoria cling to Ethan like a parasite. The Northern Territory Enforcers had just left, taking with them any hope of justice through official channels. My hands trembled with rage as Victoria’s eyes met mine over Ethan’s shoulder. 

For just a moment, her mask slipped. The grief vanished from her face, replaced by cold triumph. Her blue eyes gleamed with malice as she silently taunted me: I killed the old woman, what can you do about it? 

The truth hit me like a physical blow. She had done it. She had deliberately provoked Matriarch Evelyn to death. 

My wolf stirred within me, urging me to attack, to tear out the throat of the woman who had taken everything from me. First my daughter, now the only person who had believed me. 

“Victoria Frost, you vicious creature, you deserve to die!” My voice emerged as a growl, my rage bleeding through every syllable. 

Victoria quickly buried her face against Ethan’s chest again, resuming her facade of grief. But I had seen the truth in her eyes. She was a murderer, and she was going to escape justice yet again. 

The Shadow Guard shifted uncomfortably, sensing the tension in the room. Chief Garrison had departed with his officers, leaving only pack members to witness what happened next. 

My gaze landed on an ornate crystal vase displayed on a shelf in the hallway. Without conscious thought, I lunged forward and grabbed it, the cool surface smooth against my palm. 

“Olivia, don’t!” Bernard Sheppard called out, but his warning came too late. 

I swung the vase with all my strength, aiming directly at Victoria’s bandaged face. Time seemed to slow as the crystal arced through the air. 

Ethan’s reflexes were faster than mine. He spun, shielding Victoria with his body. The vase missed them both, crashing against the stone floor with a deafening shatter. 

Sharp crystal shards exploded outward, several slicing into my leg. Blood–my blood- 

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spattered across the ancient flagstones of Matriarch Evelyn’s home. 

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The pain barely registered. I was beyond physical sensation, consumed by a need for justice that bordered on madness. 

I bent down and grabbed a large, jagged shard of crystal, its edge gleaming wickedly in the light. Victoria’s eyes widened with genuine fear as I lunged toward her again. 

“I’ll kill you myself!” I screamed, the crystal shard raised high. 

Ethan moved with Alpha speed, his arms locking around me from behind. His superior strength immobilized me completely, the shard still clutched uselessly in my hand. 

“Guards!” he barked. “Get Victoria out of here. And call Dr. Bennett immediately.” 

Two members of the Shadow Guard rushed forward, flanking Victoria protectively as they led her from the room. She glanced back once, her expression a perfect mask of terror and innocence. 

I struggled against Ethan’s iron grip, my voice breaking with desperation. “Let me go! She killed them both! She killed our daughter and your grandmother!” 

“Take her to the east wing,” Ethan instructed Bernard, ignoring my pleas. “Keep her there until Dr. Bennett arrives to treat her leg.” 

Bernard nodded solemnly, his aged face creased with concern. “Yes, Alpha King.” 

I watched helplessly as Victoria was escorted safely away, disappearing down the corridor without a scratch while my blood dripped onto the floor. 

The injustice of it all crashed over me in waves. Victoria had murdered twice and was walking away unscathed. Again. 

I twisted in Ethan’s grip, no longer trying to escape but wanting to face him. “Ethan Stone, you’re worse than an animal! Victoria killed your own daughter and the grandmother who loved and protected you! And you just let her, a murderer, go free!” 

(Ethan’s POV) 

I maintained my hold on Olivia, though I loosened my grip enough to avoid hurting her. Her emerald eyes blazed with a mixture of hatred and despair that twisted something deep inside 

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“You need to calm down,” I said, my voice deliberately steady. “You’re injured and not thinking clearly.” 

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Olivia laughed bitterly. “Not thinking clearly? I’m the only one seeing clearly in this entire 

pack!” 

Blood continued to seep from the cuts on her leg, staining the polished floor. The metallic 

scent of it filled my nostrils, triggering protective instincts I fought to suppress. 

“You need medical attention,” I insisted, nodding to Bernard who approached with a first aid 

kit. 

“Don’t touch me,” Olivia hissed at the elderly butler, who stepped back respectfully. 

I sighed, frustration and grief making my temples throb. My grandmother was dead, and 

instead of being able to mourn her properly, I was dealing with Olivia’s violent outburst. 

“This has gone too far,” I said, my voice hardening. “You’ve been making these accusations 

against Victoria for months without proof.” 

Olivia’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Without proof? Your grandmother believed me. She had 

evidence!” 

“What evidence?” I challenged. “All I’ve seen is you clinging to the words of a blackmailer on 

his deathbed.” 

Roland Warner’s confession about the kidney donor had been troubling, I couldn’t deny that. 

But the man was a known criminal with gambling debts. His word alone wasn’t enough to 

condemn Victoria. 

“Olivia Winters, don’t you understand? Why did Grandmother seek revenge on Victoria? It’s 

because you accused Victoria of killing Lily based on just one dying man’s words. 

Grandmother believed you…” 

I ran a hand through my hair, exhaustion weighing heavily on me. “And now Grandmother is 

dead because of an emotional confrontation that never should have happened.” 

Olivia stared at me in disbelief. “Are you blaming me for her death?” 

“I’m saying that your unfounded accusations set this whole tragedy in motion,” I replied firmly. “My grandmother was elderly and had a heart condition. The stress of confronting Victoria likely triggered her attack.” 

I believed what I was saying. Victoria had been restrained the entire time. How could she have 

poisoned my grandmother? The substance Dr. Fletcher found could have been anything- medication, herbs from one of Grandmother’s teas. 

“This was a tragic accident,” I continued, my Alpha authority coloring my words. “Not murder.” 

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I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Ethan was actually blaming me for Matriarch Evelyn’s death. The injustice of it burned through me like acid. 

My leg throbbed painfully, but I ignored it. Physical pain was nothing compared to the agony of watching Victoria escape justice yet again. 

“Ethan Stone! How can you be so blind? One dying man’s words? Do you think Grandmother 

and I would want Victoria’s life based on just that?” I demanded, my voice rising with each 

word. 

Bernard Sheppard cleared his throat softly. “Alpha King, perhaps we should continue this 

discussion after Miss Winters has received medical attention.” 

Ethan nodded, but I wasn’t finished. The truth had been buried for too long. 

“No,” I said, my voice dropping to a dangerous tone. “He needs to hear this now.” 

I locked eyes with Ethan, forcing him to face me fully. “It was Victoria Frost who deliberately 

redirected Patricia Warner’s kidney that was meant for Lily, causing our daughter to die on the 

operating table!” 

(Ethan’s POV) 

I subconsciously wanted to say “impossible” to defend Victoria. 

But when the words came to my mouth, I suddenly remembered where Emma’s kidney came 

from. 

I was frozen! 

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