Chapter 164: Victoria Frost Is Thrown From Her Wheelchair
Chapter 164: Victoria Frost Is Thrown From Her Wheelchair
(Victoria’s POV)
retrieved my Identity Amulet from Evelyn Winters‘ grasp, my fingers trembling slightly as I
secured it back around my neck. The old she–wolf lay broken at the bottom of the stairwell, her
breathing shallow and irregular.
Perfect.
My wolf stirred beneath my skin with dark satisfaction. Soon, Evelyn Winters would be dead, and the evidence linking me to her “accident” would die with her.
I glanced at my watch. Five minutes had passed since her fall. I needed to wait just a bit
longer to ensure she wouldn’t survive to tell anyone what had happened between us.
The amulet felt warm against my skin, a reminder of everything I’d built my life upon. If Evelyn
had managed to tell Olivia about finding Ethan’s ancestral token in my possession, all my
carefully constructed lies would unravel.
Footsteps echoed in the stairwell above me. Someone was coming.
I quickly arranged my features into an expression of distress, my eyes widening with practiced
panic as I gripped the handles of my wheelchair.
“Help!” I cried out, my voice breaking with perfectly feigned emotion. “Someone please help!
There’s been a terrible accident!”
Two Beta wolves from the medical staff appeared at the top of the stairs, their expressions
shifting from confusion to alarm as they spotted Evelyn’s crumpled form.
“She fell!” I exclaimed, pressing a trembling hand to my mouth. “I tried to catch her, but I
couldn’t reach her from my wheelchair!”
The Betas rushed down the stairs, one immediately checking Evelyn’s pulse while the other helped me back into my Raven–Trimmed Wheelchair.
“What happened?” the female Beta asked, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.
I let tears fill my eyes, my wolf projecting distress pheromones that masked my satisfaction. “I was just trying to make peace with her. For Olivia’s sake.”
The male Beta was already calling for emergency assistance on his radio. “We need a trauma
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team to the east stairwell immediately! Elderly female, severe fall injuries!”
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More footsteps thundered down the stairs as medical staff responded to the call. Among them was a familiar scent that made my wolf tense beneath my skin.
Ethan.
(Ethan’s POV)
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I had come to the medical den to check on Evelyn’s condition when the emergency call echoed through the building. Following the scent of blood and fear, I found myself in the east stairwell,
staring down at Olivia’s mother’s broken body.
And Victoria, somehow at the scene.
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“What happened here?” I demanded, my Alpha voice reverberating through the stairwell.
Victoria’s eyes widened, tears streaming down her pale cheeks. “Ethan! Thank the Moon
Goddess you’re here!”
She reached for me, her hands trembling. “Please call Dr. Fletcher immediately! It’s terrible… she fell so suddenly!”
I pulled out my phone, dialing the senior healer’s direct line while keeping my eyes fixed on Victoria. Something about this situation felt wrong.
“Dr. Fletcher, emergency in the east stairwell. Evelyn Winters. Critical condition,” I said tersely before hanging up.
The medical team was already working to stabilize Evelyn, their movements efficient despite the cramped space. Her pulse was weak, her breathing labored.
I turned back to Victoria, my amber eyes narrowing with suspicion. “What are you doing in this part of the medical den? Your room is on the opposite wing.”
Victoria lowered her gaze, her fingers fidgeting with the wheels of her chair. “I wanted to speak with Evelyn privately. To apologize.”
“Apologize?” I repeated, my wolf growling beneath my skin. Victoria had never shown any
interest in reconciliation before.
She nodded, her expression earnest. “I thought perhaps she could help mediate between Olivia
and me. I just wanted peace between us all.”
The scent of deception clung to her like a second skin, but before I could press further, Dr. Harrison Fletcher arrived, his face grim as he assessed Evelyn’s injuries.
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“We need to get her to surgery immediately,” he ordered, his experienced hands already checking her vital signs. “Multiple fractures, internal bleeding, possible head trauma.”
The medical team carefully transferred Evelyn onto a stretcher, mindful of her fragile.
condition.
“Will she survive?” I asked quietly.
+25 Points >
Dr. Fletcher’s expression was grave. “It’s too soon to tell. Her age works against her–her wolf’s healing abilities aren’t what they once were.”
As they carried Evelyn away, I turned back to Victoria, my instincts screaming that something
wasn’t right. But before I could question her further, a familiar scent hit me.
Olivia had arrived.
(Olivia’s POV)
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I burst through the medical den doors, my heart pounding painfully in my chest. The scent of
my mother’s blood hit me immediately, guiding me through the sterile corridors to the
emergency surgical wing.
There, outside the trauma room, stood both Ethan and Victoria.
Victoria sat in her wheelchair, looking disheveled and tearful. Her scent was thick with
distress, but something about it felt wrong–manufactured, like perfume rather than genuine
emotion.
My wolf snarled beneath my skin, immediately sensing deception.
I ignored Victoria completely, rushing past her to Dr. Harrison Fletcher, who had just emerged
from the trauma room.
“Dr. Fletcher! My mother–is she-” My voice broke, unable to finish the question.
The senior healer’s face was grave, his eyes compassionate but direct. “Ms. Winters, your
mother has sustained severe injuries from her fall. Multiple fractures, internal bleeding, and significant head trauma.”
My knees weakened, and I gripped the wall for support. “But she’ll recover, right? Her wolf will
heal her?”
Dr. Fletcher shook his head slowly. “The injuries are extensive, and at her age, her wolf’s healing abilities are compromised. She needs immediate surgery.”
He hesitated, then continued gently, “I must be honest with you. Given the severity of her
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injuries and her age, I estimate only a 10% chance of survival.”
The world seemed to tilt beneath my feet. “Ten percent?” I whispered.
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“The fall caused significant trauma,” he explained solemnly. “We need to operate immediately.”
Ethan moved toward me, placing a hand on my shoulder. “Olivia, I—”
I pushed him away violently, unable to bear his touch. My grief was too raw, too overwhelming.
“Don’t,” I hissed, my emerald eyes flashing with pain and rage.
Dr. Fletcher handed me the Life–or–Death Surgical Consent Contract, his expression
sympathetic. “We need your authorization to proceed.”
With shaking hands, I signed the document, my vision blurred by tears. “Please save her,” I begged. “She’s all I have left.”
As the medical team prepared to take my mother into surgery, I caught a glimpse of Victoria
from the corner of my eye. While everyone’s attention was focused on the emergency, a small,
satisfied smirk crossed her features.
In that moment, everything became crystal clear.
This was no accident.
My wolf surged forward with protective rage, lending me strength as I charged toward Victoria Frost. With a snarl of pure hatred, I kicked her Raven–Trimmed Wheelchair with such force that it toppled sideways, throwing her to the floor at my feet.
“You did this!” I screamed, my voice barely human as my wolf’s rage took over.
Victoria’s eyes widened with genuine fear as she scrambled backward on the floor. “What are
you doing? I’m injured! Help me!”
Ethan lunged forward, his powerful arms encircling my waist. “Olivia, stop! This isn’t helping
your mother!”
But my wolf wouldn’t be contained. With strength born of grief and fury, I broke free from his grasp, my focus entirely on the woman who had hurt my mother.
Before anyone could stop me, I delivered a vicious kick to Victoria’s face. Blood sprayed across the pristine medical den floor as her head snapped back from the impact.
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