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Chapter 157: You Shouldn’t Have Shown Mercy

(Connor’s POV)

Blood trickled from the corner of my mouth as Alpha King Ethan Stone’s boot pressed harder against my broken ribs. The pain was excruciating, radiating through my entire body in waves

of agony.

My wolf whimpered beneath my skin, desperately trying to heal the damage but failing under the constant pressure. Each breath felt like swallowing fire.

“Alpha Stone,” I gasped, fighting to get the words out through the pain. “There really is no

evidence…”

Ethan’s amber eyes burned with fury as he increased the pressure slightly. I could feel my ribs grinding together beneath his boot.

“I was just unwilling to accept the situation,” I continued, the taste of copper filling my mouth.

“I wanted to be with Victoria so badly, that’s why I cooperated with Olivia.”

My wolf projected submission pheromones, hoping to appease the enraged Alpha. The scent

filled the sterile air of the Bloodrush Chamber, mixing with the antiseptic smell and Victoria’s

fear.

“I was trying to make you misunderstand Victoria, dislike her, so I could be with her…” I

insisted, even as black spots danced at the edges of my vision.

The pain was becoming unbearable, but I couldn’t falter now. Victoria had made it clear what

would happen to Emma if I didn’t stick to our story.

“You expect me to believe this sudden change of heart?” Ethan growled, his wolf’s dominance

pressing down on me almost as heavily as his boot.

I nodded weakly, maintaining eye contact despite every instinct screaming at me to look away from the angry Alpha. “It’s the truth, Alpha Stone. I lied about Victoria’s involvement in Lily’s

death.”

(Ethan’s POV)

I studied Connor Blackthorn’s face carefully, searching for any sign of deception. Despite the

intense pain I was inflicting, his story remained consistent.

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My wolf reluctantly backed down from its aggressive posture. If he was lying, he was doing a remarkably good job of it, even under extreme duress.

With a final warning growl, I removed my boot from his chest and stepped back. Connor immediately curled into himself, gasping for breath as his wolf finally began healing his

injuries.

“Maxwell,” I called to my Beta who waited just outside the door. “Take him for medical

treatment.‘

Maxwell Chen entered immediately, his face expressionless as he helped Connor to his feet. The injured wolf could barely stand, leaning heavily on my Beta as they left the room.

Alone with Victoria in the Bloodrush Chamber, I turned my attention to her. She lay in the hospital bed, her bandaged wrist prominently displayed on top of the white sheets.

“Ethan,” she whimpered, her scent thick with distress. “You’ve confirmed it yourself. It was

Olivia who deliberately tried to harm me.”

Victoria’s wolf projected vulnerability, seeking to trigger my protective instincts. Her eyes filled

with tears as she clutched her silver-burned wrist.

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“I was almost killed by her…” she continued, her voice breaking. “If Connor hadn’t come to his

senses in time…”

I watched her performance with a strange detachment. My wolf, usually so responsive to Victoria’s distress, remained oddly quiet within me.

“What do you want me to do to her?” I asked, my voice low and dangerous.

(Victoria’s POV)

Ethan’s question hung in the air between us, but his tone lacked the righteous anger I’d expected. My wolf paced anxiously beneath my skin as I sensed his hesitation.

“Ethan,” I cried, my eyes flashing with genuine desperation. “Do you mean to pretend that nothing happened?”

I couldn’t understand his apparent indifference. The bandages on my wrist were stark white against my pale skin, a visual reminder of the silver that had burned my flesh–a sacrifice l had made to maintain my deception.

“Do I have to actually be killed by Olivia before you’re willing to do anything about her?” I demanded, my voice rising with hysteria.

Ethan’s expression remained frustratingly neutral as he stood at the foot of my hospital bed.

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His amber eyes, usually so warm when looking at me, seemed distant and calculating.

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“Victoria,” he said, his voice steady despite the turmoil I could sense within him. “You’re fine, you’re lying here safe and sound, but Lily is really dead.”

The mention of his daughter’s name sent a chill through me. My wolf retreated, sensing the dangerous territory we were approaching.

“Even if it wasn’t intentional, we can’t absolve ourselves of responsibility for Lily’s death,” he continued, his wolf growling softly within him. “If you and Olivia switched places, would you easily forgive Olivia?”

His amber eyes held mine, searching for truth in their depths. I felt exposed, vulnerable in a

way that had nothing to do with my hospital gown or my injured wrist.

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For a moment, I was speechless. I couldn’t reveal my true lack of affection for Emma—that

would destroy everything I’d worked for.

“We’ve already paid a heavy price two years ago,” I finally said, choosing my words carefully.

“But this is different, Ethan. This is about Olivia’s state of mind now.”

I reached for his hand with my uninjured one, softening my voice as I continued my

manipulation.

“Ethan, I don’t want you to let Olivia off so easily. Giving her a lesson isn’t about truly wanting

to hurt her, it’s for her own good…”

I painted a picture of Olivia’s escalating desperation, suggesting that her actions would

ultimately lead to self–destruction.

“She’s already going to extremes, and she won’t stop until one of us is dead,” I insisted, my

wolf projecting concern pheromones. “She’s become unscrupulous. This time, it was only

because Connor came to his senses in time that a catastrophe was averted.”

Ethan remained unmoved, his expression hardening as he simply stated, “It won’t happen.”

His unwavering defense of Olivia pushed me over the edge. My wolf’s jealousy flared hot and

bright within me.

“Ethan, are you protecting Olivia like this because of your guilt over Lily’s death, or is it because you’ve fallen in love with her?!” I blurted out, immediately regretting my lack of

control.

Ethan’s silence was a deafening answer, confirming my worst fears. He didn’t deny it. He didn’t

even try.

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The pain of his silence drove me to tears, this time tears of genuine heartbreak. My wolf howled mournfully within me as the reality crashed down around me.

I had always believed that Ethan still loved me, the woman he believed to be his childhood sweetheart Victoria. I couldn’t accept losing to Olivia, the woman I had always considered beneath me.

“It’s her, isn’t it?” I whispered, my voice breaking. “After everything I’ve done for you, after everything we’ve been through together, you’re choosing her?”

Consumed by jealousy and rage, I couldn’t stop the bitter words from spilling out. “She’s destroyed everything between us, Ethan! Everything!”

My scent soured with bitterness as my tears fell freely. I couldn’t remember the last time I had

cried real tears, not the manufactured ones I used to manipulate others.

“Ethan,” I whispered, reaching for him again in desperation. “Is it because of what happened

between me and Connor? Are you jealous and angry with me?”

I downplayed my relationship with Connor as purely physical, drawing a parallel to his past

relationship with Olivia.

“I don’t love him, I haven’t betrayed you emotionally,” I insisted, my wolf projecting desperate

affection pheromones. “Let’s let bygones be bygones. I swear by the Moon Goddess, I’ll be

faithful to you from now on.”

I pleaded with him for forgiveness and a fresh start, willing to promise anything to keep him by my side.

But Ethan’s expression remained cold, distant in a way I had never seen before. The

moonstone buttons on his Black Alpha Overcoat gleamed in the harsh light of the Bloodrush Chamber as he stood tall, unmoved by my tears.

“Victoria, you don’t need to be faithful to me,” he stated, his voice devoid of emotion. “Rest assured, I promised to take care of you for the rest of your life, and that won’t change. Everything will remain as before. I won’t let you and Emma suffer.”

His wolf remained distant, no longer responding to my distress signals. He was offering financial security but nothing more–a business arrangement rather than the love I craved.

Then he posed a question that cut to the core of my deceit, “Victoria, do you really love me?”

His amber eyes studied me, his wolf suddenly alert for any sign of deception. His doubt, fueled by my actions and his own re–evaluation of his past, left me reeling.

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Before I could formulate a response, he turned and walked out of the room, leaving me in a state of utter devastation.

As my tears dried, a venomous hatred for Olivia festered within me. This was all her fault. She had taken everything from me–Ethan’s love, my security, my future.