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Chapter 148: Changed Heart

(Ethan’s POV)”

“It is not scary to change your heart,” Dr. Fletcher said quietly. “What is scary is that you are not brave enough to face it after changing your heart, and ultimately hurt two women.”

I turned sharply from the window, my amber eyes narrowing at the healer’s unexpected

comment.

“What did you just say?” My voice came out low and dangerous.

Dr. Fletcher shifted uncomfortably under my gaze. The confidence he’d shown moments ago wavered visibly.

“I apologize, Alpha Stone. I spoke out of turn.”

I didn’t respond. Dr. Fletcher quickly left the room, relief evident in his hurried steps.

Alone in my private study, I paced the length of the room, the healer’s words echoing in my mind. Changed heart? The very suggestion was absurd.

My relationship with Olivia was complicated, yes, but it was based on possession, not affection. She was mine–my mate, the mother of my child. Nothing more.

And yet, the sight of her with Lucas Blackwood had triggered something primal within me. Something beyond mere territorial instinct.

Had my heart truly changed? Was that even possible?

No. I dismissed the thought immediately. I was Alpha King Ethan Stone. I didn’t waver in my convictions or my desires.

“Little Orange” Victoria was the one I wanted. She always had been.

(Olivia’s POV)

The gentle hum of Lucas Blackwood’s luxury SUV filled the silence between us as we drove through the darkened streets of Shadow Creek: Occasionally, his gray eyes would flick toward me, concern evident in their depths.

“You should try to rest,” he said softly. “You look exhausted.”

I managed a weak smile. “I’ll rest when I know my mother is safe.”

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Lucas nodded, understanding without needing further explanation. That was one thing I appreciated about him–he never pushed when I needed space.

+25 Points >

When we arrived at my Maple Grove Cottage, Lucas insisted on walking me to the door. The night air was cool against my skin, carrying the scent of pine and earth.

“There’s something I need to show you,” he said as I unlocked the door. “It’s about Connor

Blackthorn.”

My hand paused on the doorknob. “What about him?”

“It’s better if you see for yourself.”

Inside, Lucas pulled out his phone and showed me security footage from his Private Estate.

The video showed Connor Blackthorn composing a message to Victoria Frost.

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“I have evidence of your involvement in illegal kidney acquisition and the murder of Roland

Warner,” Connor typed, his fingers moving frantically across the screen.

My breath caught in my throat. “Murder?”

Lucas nodded grimly. “Watch.”

On screen, Connor hesitated, then deleted the mention of murder from the final message. The

video continued, showing Victoria’s response agreeing to meet him and bring Emma.

“This is why he was so desperate to leave my estate,” Lucas explained. “He’s planning

something with Victoria.”

Lucas sat beside me, his expression grave. “What do you want to do with this information?”

I thought for a moment, weighing our options. “Let Connor go.”

“Are you sure?” Lucas’s eyebrows rose in surprise.

“Yes.” I nodded firmly. “If he has evidence against Victoria, we need to see what he does with

it.”

Lucas leaned forward to adjust the video playback, his shoulder brushing against mine. The

unexpected contact sent a jolt through me, and I found myself acutely aware of his proximity.

Our eyes met, and for a moment, neither of us moved. A blush crept up my cheeks as I pulled away slightly, breaking the moment.

“I’ll have my security team release him discreetly,” Lucas said, his voice slightly rougher than

before.

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I nodded, trying to ignore the lingering warmth where our shoulders had touched.

(Connor’s POV)

+25 Points >

The Executive Suite of the Crescent Moon Hotel was perfect–spacious, luxurious, and most

importantly, private. I paced the plush carpet, checking my watch every few minutes.

When the knock finally came, my heart leaped into my throat.

Victoria Frost stood in the doorway, as beautiful and poised as ever in her designer dress.

Beside her, holding her hand, was Emma–my daughter.

My daughter. The words still felt strange, miraculous.

“Connor,” Victoria greeted me with a practiced smile. “Emma, say hello.”

Emma looked up at me with curious eyes. “Hello, Mr. Blackthorn.”

Her voice was like music. I knelt down to her level, fighting the urge to pull her into my arms.

“I have something for you,” I said, retrieving a small wrapped package from the coffee table.

Emma accepted the gift with polite interest, carefully unwrapping it to reveal a silver charm

bracelet. She thanked me with a rehearsed smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“It’s beautiful,” Victoria cooed, helping Emma put it on. “Isn’t it, sweetheart? What do you say to your… special friend?”

Emma looked up at Victoria questioningly.

“You can call him Dad if you want,” Victoria suggested, her voice honey–sweet. “He’d like that,

wouldn’t you, Connor?”

The word hit me like a physical blow. Dad. What I’d longed to hear since discovering Emma

was mine.

“Only if she wants to,” I managed, my voice thick with emotion.

“Thank you… Dad,” Emma said, testing the word.

My heart swelled painfully in my chest. In that moment, I would have given her anything–the

moon, the stars, my very life.

Later, after ordering room service and watching Emma’s favorite movie, she finally drifted off

to sleep in the suite’s second bedroom.

Victoria approached me then, her movements fluid and seductive. “She likes you,” she murmured, trailing her fingers down my arm.

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“Does she know?” I asked. “That I’m her real father?”

Victoria’s smile was enigmatic. “She knows you’re special to us.”

Before I could press further, she leaned in and kissed me. The familiar taste of her lips sent heat coursing through my veins, momentarily clouding my judgment.

She led me to the bathroom, away from Emma’s room, her intentions clear in every touch.

Afterward, I feigned deep sleep, keeping my breathing slow and even as Victoria slipped from

the bed. Through barely–open eyes, I watched her retrieve my phone, her fingers moving quickly across the screen.

She was looking for the evidence, just as I’d anticipated.

Her frustrated expression told me she’d found nothing. Of course not–I wasn’t foolish enough to keep it on my phone.

When she finally returned to bed, I allowed myself a small, secret smile. Victoria had always

underestimated me. That would be her downfall.

The next morning, Victoria suggested a trip to Whispering Pines Lake.

“Emma loves swimming,” she said over breakfast. “Don’t you, sweetheart?”

Emma nodded enthusiastically, her eyes bright with excitement. “Can we go today?”

“I’d love that,” I replied, my chest tight with happiness at the prospect of spending time with my daughter.

“Perfect,” Victoria smiled. “We’ll go back to pack some things. Meet us there at noon?”

After they left, I retrieved the small camera hidden in the bathroom vent. The tiny device had captured everything–Victoria’s search through my phone, her whispered conversation with Emma when she thought I was asleep.

Evidence that would expose her true nature and protect what was mine.

The weekend arrived with perfect weather for our trip to Whispering Pines Lake. The sun

sparkled on the water’s surface as I waited for Victoria and Emma to arrive.

When they pulled up in Victoria’s sleek car, Emma bounded out, already dressed in her swimsuit with a cover–up.

“Dad!” she called, the word still new and precious to my ears.

scooped her up, savoring the weight of her in my arms. “Ready to swim, princess?”

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She nodded eagerly. “Mom says you’re going to teach me to dive!”

+25 Points >

Victoria approached more slowly, her smile calculated. “I brought the underwater breathing

apparatus you asked for. Emma’s so excited to try it.”

I nodded, grateful for her apparent cooperation. Perhaps she truly was willing to let me be part

of Emma’s life.

The lake was relatively empty, most pack members preferring the more popular spots on such a beautiful day. We found a secluded cove with deep, clear water–perfect for diving.

I demonstrated the breathing apparatus to Emma, showing her how to secure it properly.

“It’s easy,” I assured her. “Just keep it in your mouth, and you can breathe underwater like a

fish.”

Emma’s eyes widened with excitement. “Can we go deep?”

“As deep as you want,” I promised.

Victoria watched from the shore, waving encouragingly as Emma and I waded into the water.

The lake was cool and refreshing, Emma’s small hand clutching mine tightly as we ventured deeper. Her trust in me filled my chest with warmth.

We submerged, the breathing apparatus working perfectly. Emma’s eyes were wide with wonder behind her swim goggles as she pointed at fish darting between underwater plants.

We dove deeper, the sunlight filtering through the water in ethereal beams. This moment was everything I’d dreamed of–connecting with my daughter, sharing her joy and discovery.

Then, without warning, Emma reached out and pulled the breathing apparatus from my mouth.

Startled, I instinctively reached for it, but she held it away, shaking her head. The message in her eyes was clear–don’t try to take it back.

Confusion and panic surged through me. I gestured urgently for her to return it, my lungs already beginning to burn.

Emma’s response chilled me to my core. She pointed to her own apparatus, then made a motion of removing it. The threat was unmistakable–if I tried to retrieve mine, she would remove hers too.

In that moment, understanding crashed over me with devastating clarity. This had been planned. Victoria had orchestrated this entire scenario, using my own daughter as the

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instrument of my destruction.

+25 Points >

My lungs screamed for air as I made one last, desperate attempt to reach for my apparatus. Emma immediately moved to remove her own, her small fingers gripping the mouthpiece.