Chapter 185: James is in trouble
Chapter 185: James is in trouble
(Ethan’s POV)
“Bang–Bang-”
The sickening sound of Victoria’s forehead striking the concrete floor echoed through the air.
Blood streamed down her face, blurring her vision as she continued to bash her head against
the ground.
Her wolf whimpered in agony with each impact, but she didn’t stop. The desperation of a mother willing to do anything to save her child drove her beyond pain.
“Victoria!” I rushed forward, crouching beside her trembling form.
As I reached for her, she released her grip on her wheelchair. Her paralyzed legs couldn’t
support even a kneeling position, and she collapsed bonelessly into my arms.
Her face was a shocking sight–streaked with blood and tears, her blue eyes wild with
desperation. She weakly clutched my arm, her fingers digging into my sleeve.
“Ethan, don’t be angry, I’m fine,” she whispered, her voice frail. “For Emma, not just bowing my
head to Olivia, even if I had to trade my life, I’d willingly do it.”
She turned her bloodied face toward Olivia, who stood watching with cold emerald eyes.
“Olivia, will you let James Knight save Emma now?” Victoria pleaded. “I’ve done as you asked,
I’ve submitted and begged…”
Her wolf’s distress pheromones filled the air around us, mingling with the metallic scent of
blood. The display was raw, primal–a mother’s desperate plea for her child’s life.
I gently tried to lift Victoria from the floor, but she resisted, determined to maintain her
submissive posture.
“If it is not enough, I can keep going,” she sobbed, tears cutting clean tracks through the blood
on her face. “I’ll keep submitting until I break my head, as long as you’ll save Emma!”
She made another move to bash her head against the concrete, but I pulled her back into my
arms, restraining her.
“Ethan, let me beg Olivia,” she cried, struggling against my hold. “I have no other way! Dr. Jonathan Rivers said every day we wait, it gets more dangerous. I can’t lose Emma…”
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Her words dissolved into ragged sobs as she continued to plead with Olivia for mercy.
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I looked up at my mate, searching for any sign of compassion in her face. But Olivia’s emerald eyes remained icy, her wolf utterly unmoved by Victoria’s bloody desperation.
The realization hit me with painful clarity–no amount of submission would move Olivia. Her hatred ran too deep. Even if Victoria died at her feet today, she would not yield.
In my mind, Olivia was using this opportunity for her own catharsis, to humiliate and torment Victoria without any intention of helping Emma.
I found it excessive, cruel even. With firm hands, I set Victoria back in her wheelchair, holding her down to prevent further self–harm.
“Wanwan,” I said, turning to Olivia, the weight of Emma’s condition heavy in my voice.
“Whatever grudges exist between adults shouldn’t involve the pup. Emma is innocent. She’s only seven, just like Lily…”
The moment Lily’s name left my lips in the same breath as Emma’s, something changed in Olivia’s expression. A deeper coldness entered her gaze, her wolf bristling visibly beneath her skin.
I realized too late my mistake–comparing her lost daughter to the child she saw as her replacement had reopened wounds that had never truly healed.
James Knight stepped forward, his hazel eyes flashing with his wolf’s rage.
“Ethan Stone, are you even human?” he spat, aiming a kick at me that I barely dodged. “You’re comparing that scheming brat Emma to beautiful, sweet Lily–who do you think you’re fooling? She doesn’t deserve it!”
His russet–brown wolf surged beneath his skin, hackles raised in fury.
“A pup raised by a vicious she–wolf can only turn out rotten,” he continued, venom dripping from every word. “Only someone blinded by moon madness would think she’s innocent! Who kept wronging and hurting Lily again and again? I can’t wait for the day you finally see through this mother and daughter!”
I swallowed my retort, my face darkening with anger. This wasn’t about James or his opinions
-it was about saving Emma’s life.
“James Knight,” I said, my voice shifting from pleading to businesslike, “if you agree to donate your kidney to Emma, you can name your price–I’ll do whatever you ask.”
I knew this would hurt Olivia deeply, but I was desperate. Lily was gone, but Emma was still a
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living, breathing pup–I couldn’t bear to watch her die.
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At first, my affection for Emma had been transferred from my guilt toward Victoria, but as
time passed, I had truly come to love the little girl who called me “Dad.”
James scoffed, unmoved by my offer.
“What does Emma Frost’s life or death have to do with me?” he asked coldly. “Why should I
give up my own dreams for her? If you want my kidney for her, it’ll never happen.”
His wolf growled beneath his skin, bristling at the very suggestion. With cold decisiveness, he
took Olivia’s hand and led her away.
I didn’t try to stop them. What would be the point?
“Ethan,” Victoria clutched at my arm, panic in her voice. “Just let James Knight go like that?
What about Emma?”
I turned to her, trying to offer what comfort I could.
“James isn’t a suitable candidate anyway,” I explained gently. “He has a motorcycle
competition at the end of the month, representing the Northern Territory. Emma’s life can’t
come at the cost of his future.”
Though Victoria clearly wanted to protest, to demand that Olivia suffer as she had suffered,
she swallowed her anger. I took her to get her wounds treated, and Dr. Samuel Wilson diagnosed a mild concussion, requiring overnight observation at the Silvercrest Pack Medical
Den.
Throughout the afternoon, I visited Dr. Jonathan Rivers, discussing Emma’s deteriorating
condition. When I returned to Emma’s room, she had just woken up.
The moment she saw me, she burst into tears, her small arms reaching for me.
“Daddy, am I really going to die?” she sobbed, clinging to me with desperate strength.
Her small wolf whimpered within her, sensing the danger to her body. I stroked her blonde hair,
trying to soothe her fears.
“No, princess,” I whispered, my amber eyes soft with genuine affection. “I won’t let that
happen.”
But Emma shook her head, her blue eyes wise beyond her years.
“Don’t lie to me, Daddy,” she insisted. “I know I’m dying. I just can’t bear to leave you–promise me, Daddy, don’t forget me. If I die, please let me be your pup again in the next life…”
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Her words pierced my heart like silver daggers. This child, this innocent pup who had done
nothing to deserve such suffering, was preparing herself for death.
“I don’t want to die,” she wept, her small body shaking with sobs. “I don’t want to leave you behind, Daddy…”
Victoria, beside herself with grief, tried to calm her daughter, but this time the little girl could not be comforted. Her sobs intensified into a fit, and she passed out from lack of oxygen.
The healers rushed her into emergency care, working frantically to stabilize her condition.
After a second resuscitation, Dr. Rivers pulled me aside, his expression grave.
“Alpha Stone,” he said quietly, “Emma doesn’t have much time.”
My hands trembled imperceptibly, my wolf howling silently within me. When Emma was sent
back to her ward, Victoria could not stop crying and finally cried herself to sleep.
Throughout the night, my Alpha Phone rang nonstop as I searched desperately for a solution,
calling in favors from every pack in the Northern Territory. But by morning, there was still no
hope.
I stood on the balcony of the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, watching the sunrise with weary
eyes. Stubbing out my Midnight Cigarette, I felt a decision solidifying in my heart.
(Olivia’s POV)
I sat beside my mother’s bed in the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, gently massaging her thin
arms. Evelyn’s condition had stabilized, but she still needed regular care.
“The doctor says you might be able to go home next week,” I told her softly, working my fingers over her muscles to prevent atrophy.
My mother smiled weakly, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “That would be nice. I miss my
own bed.”
As I continued the gentle massage, my Evidence Phone rang. Without pausing in my
ministrations, I picked it up and answered.
The moment I did, a frantic voice burst through the line: “James is in trouble.”
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