Chapter 170: The Truth Revealed 

Chapter 170: The Truth Revealed 

(Evelyn’s POV) 

But fate had other plans. Just as spoke out the truth, Sarah Jenkins moved too quickly beside my bed. Her elbow caught the Fallen Bedside Lamp of the Healing Den, sending it crashing to 

the floor. 

The shattering sound echoed through the room, drowning out my crucial revelation. Glass scattered across the sterile floor, creating an immediate distraction. 

“I’m so sorry!” Sarah exclaimed, dropping to her knees to clean up the mess. 

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I tried to repeat myself, but my strength was fading. The medication coursing through my system made my tongue feel heavy, my words slurring slightly at the edges. 

Victoria’s eyes flashed with calculated relief. She had been granted a reprieve, and she wasn’t 

about to waste it. 

“Ethan!” Victoria cried out, her voice cutting through the commotion. She wheeled herself forward in her Raven–Trimmed Wheelchair, positioning herself strategically between Ethan and my hospital bed. 

Her scent shifted dramatically, deliberately projecting waves of maternal distress that filled the room. Even in my weakened state, I could detect the manipulation behind it. 

“Emma’s kidney is rejecting the transplant,” she pleaded, tears streaming down her face with practiced precision. “She needs you now, Ethan. She’s asking for you!” 

I watched Ethan’s face transform, his earlier curiosity about my revelation instantly replaced by concern for Emma. His wolf’s protective instincts surged visibly beneath his skin. 

“What? When did this happen?” he demanded, already moving toward Victoria. 

“Just now,” Victoria sobbed, clutching his hand. “Dr. Harper called me. They’re preparing for 

emergency surgery.” 

I tried to speak again, to warn him of her deception, but my voice came out as little more than 

a whisper. “She’s lying…” 

Ethan glanced back at me, conflict evident in his amber eyes. His wolf whined with indecision, torn between investigating my startling claim and responding to Emma’s supposed 

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emergency. 

“Mrs. Winters,” he said, his voice strained with tension, “I promise we’ll continue this 

conversation. But if Emma is in danger…” 

+25 Points > 

Victoria pressed her advantage, her fingers tightening around Ethan’s wrist. “Every second 

counts, Ethan. Please!” 

I watched helplessly as Ethan made his choice. His Alpha instincts to protect a vulnerable pup —even one not biologically his–overrode his curiosity about my revelation. 

“I’ll return later,” he promised me, his gaze briefly meeting mine. “Once Emma is stable.” 

My wolf snarled weakly beneath my skin as Victoria shot me a triumphant glance before 

wheeling herself out of the room with Ethan close behind. 

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The door closed behind them, leaving me fuming in my hospital bed, the opportunity lost. For 

now. 

(Olivia’s POV) 

I stood frozen beside my mother’s bed, my mind struggling to process what I’d just heard. 

“Victoria Frost is not Little Orange…” The fragmented revelation echoed in my thoughts, 

connecting to memories I’d long buried. 

James Knight shifted beside me, his hazel eyes narrowed with confusion. “What was that 

about?” he asked, his russet–brown wolf radiating curiosity beneath his skin. 

I barely heard him. My wolf was suddenly alert, piecing together connections that had been 

hidden in plain sight for years. 

Little Orange. My childhood nickname, given to me by my mother because of my love for the 

fruit. 

Ethan’s childhood sweetheart, the one he’d searched for relentlessly, had also been called 

Little Orange. 

The coincidence was too perfect to be coincidence at all. 

“Olivia?” James prompted, concern coloring his voice. 

I turned to my mother, my emerald eyes wide with shock. “Mom, are you saying that I’m 

Ethan’s Little Orange? That I’m his childhood sweetheart?” 

My mother nodded weakly, her eyes bright despite her exhaustion. “Yes, Olivia. You are the 

little girl he’s been searching for all these years.” 

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+25 Points > 

The room seemed to tilt around me as memories flooded back–memories I’d suppressed 

after years of Ethan’s coldness and neglect. 

A little boy with striking amber eyes, saving me from danger. 

The exchange of tokens–his Ancestral Moonstone Amulet for my jade bracelet. 

His childish promise: “I’ll find you again someday, Little Orange.” 

My wolf whined with confusion, the revelation both illuminating and devastating. If I was truly 

Ethan’s childhood sweetheart, then Victoria… 

“Victoria has been lying to him all this time,” I whispered, the implications staggering. “She’s been pretending to be me.” 

James let out a low whistle, running a hand through his dark hair. “That’s… that’s one hell of a 

deception.” 

I barely registered his words. My mind was racing ahead, calculating what this meant for my 

quest to avenge Lily. 

If Victoria was an impostor, her hold over Ethan might be broken. The power dynamics that had protected her–and by extension, her role in Lily’s death–could crumble. 

But the revelation also carried a bitter irony. The mate who had rejected me, who had chosen Victoria over me and our daughter, had actually been searching for me all along. 

The cruel twist of fate might have been darkly amusing if it hadn’t cost my daughter her life. 

I approached my mother’s bedside, my voice barely above a whisper. “Mom, are you sure?” 

My mother’s eyes met mine, steady despite her physical weakness. “I’m certain, Olivia.” 

“How can you be so sure?” I pressed, needing absolute confirmation before I could act on this 

information. 

“The Ancestral Moonstone Amulet,” she replied, her voice strengthening with conviction. “The one Ethan always wears around his neck.” 

I nodded, remembering the distinctive amulet that Ethan never removed, even during our most 

intimate moments. He had always claimed it connected him to his lost childhood love. 

“That amulet belonged to you, Olivia,” my mother continued. “You gave it to him when 

were children, and he gave you his jade bracelet in return.” 

you 

The memory crystallized in my mind–the small jade bracelet I’d treasured until it was lost during our escape from the orphanage. The token from my “Ice–Eyes Alpha” that I’d clung to 

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during the darkest nights. 

+25 Points > 

“I found that amulet on Victoria Frost,” my mother revealed, her eyes flashing with indignation despite her weakened state. “She claimed it as her own, but I recognized it immediately.” 

I recalled my mother’s reaction when she first saw the amulet on Ethan months ago–her 

startled expression that I’d dismissed as nothing important. 

The truth settled over me like a heavy cloak. I was indeed Ethan’s “Little Orange,” his long–lost 

childhood sweetheart. 

The mate who had rejected me had been searching for me all along, while the woman he 

believed to be his childhood love had been deceiving him for years. 

The irony was almost too painful to bear. But my focus remained clear–justice for Lily. This 

revelation was simply another weapon in my arsenal. 

I leaned closer to my mother, my voice steady despite the turmoil within. “Mom, do you have 

proof?” 

I understood the importance of concrete evidence. Ethan would never believe such an 

accusation against Victoria without irrefutable proof. 

My wolf growled softly at the thought of Victoria’s deception–years of manipulation that had 

cost me not only my mate’s love but potentially contributed to my daughter’s death. 

If Victoria had lied about being Ethan’s childhood sweetheart, what else had she lied about? 

Had she played a role in redirecting the kidney donor that might have saved Lily’s life? 

My mother’s eyes met mine, determination burning through her exhaustion. 

“Yes,” she replied simply.