Chapter 188: Blood for Blood
Chapter 188: Blood for Blood
(Ethan’s POV)
“Stabilize Emma’s condition until I return.” My voice carried the unmistakable command of an
Alpha as I fixed the healer with my amber gaze.
Dr. Simon Harper’s shoulders tensed under my stare, his wolf instinctively lowering its head in submission. “Yes, Alpha King!”
There was no room to question when I would return. Victoria sat in her wheelchair, sobbing uncontrollably, her face streaked with tears as she looked to me as her final lifeline.
“Wait for me. I will not let Emma be in danger,” I promised, my tone carrying a dark determination that made my wolf’s energy pulse through the room.
With these words, I strode out of the Bloodrush Chamber, my Black Alpha Overcoat swirling
behind me as I pulled out my Alpha Phone and called Dr. Harrison Fletcher.
(Olivia’s POV)
I returned to James Knight’s hospital ward in the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, my emotions still raw from the earlier confrontation. My wolf was agitated beneath my skin, sensing my distress.
James immediately caught my scent, his amber–flecked eyes finding mine as I entered. “Are you alright, Liv?” he asked, his wolf rising protectively despite his injured state.
I shook my head gently, masking my guilt and pain as I glanced at his damaged hand–the hand that would never again grip his beloved Midnight Rider Motorcycle with the same strength.
The weight of responsibility pressed on me–I knew confronting Ethan would be useless; I was powerless against the Alpha King. The guilt for James’s suffering gnawed at my heart.
“Jay, I’m sorry,” I murmured softly.
James rebuked me, his wolf growling softly, “Sorry for what? Olivia Winters, don’t take everything onto yourself!”
He shifted in his bed, wincing slightly as he moved his injured hand. “The ones who should be apologizing are Trevor Miles who hit me and whoever orchestrated it, not you.”
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James playfully flicked my forehead with his good hand, his affection and protectiveness for
me clear. “Stop blaming yourself for things you didn’t do.”
Though a rogue wolf without a formal pack, James had always considered me his closest
family, and by extension, had cared for Lily deeply–what he did for Lily was out of love and
loyalty to the wolves he considered his true pack.
I could only answer with a muffled “Mm,” my internal struggle evident in my eyes.
James’s gaze was filled with pain and tenderness for me, but our conversation was interrupted when my Evidence Phone rang–it was Dr. Harrison Fletcher. Both our wolves tensed immediately, our enhanced hearing picking up the urgency in the ringtone.
I answered with trepidation, “Dr. Fletcher?”
His voice was grave, “Luna Winters, do you have time to come to the medical den now? I need
to discuss your mother’s condition with you.”
My heart dropped at his tone, my wolf whining anxiously within me. “What happened to my
mom?” I asked, my voice trembling.
“Come to the medical den and we’ll discuss in detail,” Dr. Fletcher replied, ending the call
abruptly.
James encouraged me to hurry, his wolf eyes flashing with concern. “Go, Liv. My pack
members will arrange for a healer to care for me shortly, so don’t worry about me.”
His protective instincts were evident despite his injuries. “Call me if anything happens, don’t
panic, and be careful on your way.”
I agreed, repeating the same advice back to him, then rushed out and caught a cab to Dr.
Fletcher’s private wing at the Crescent Moon Medical Center, anxiety and fear simmering
beneath my composed exterior.
(James’s POV)
Shortly after Olivia left, Ethan Stone arrived at my ward, clutching what looked like torn papers
in his hand. He swept into the room, his Alpha presence so imposing that the nursing aide
attending me quickly fled without protest, her wolf cowering in submission.
With the door closed, Ethan wasted no time: “James Knight, Emma’s condition is critical.
She’s in the Bloodrush Chamber, waiting for your kidney to save her life.”
I remained unmoved, responding coldly as my wolf rose defiantly beneath my skin, “Why should I care? Whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with me.”
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I saw no reason to extend compassion to Emma Frost, whom I regarded as unworthy of my sacrifice. My racing career was already destroyed–why should I give up a kidney too?
“Ethan Stone, when Lily needed a kidney, you didn’t lift a finger,” I spat, unable to contain my rage. “If you’d listened to Olivia even once, Lily might still be alive. How do you treat your own daughter like garbage and another she–wolf’s daughter like a treasure?”
My outrage was compounded by the knowledge that Emma wasn’t even Ethan’s biological child, making his favoritism all the more infuriating. The pain of Lily’s death and Olivia’s suffering was senseless in my eyes, my wolf growling with barely contained fury.
Ethan’s hand tightened around the papers, which I now recognized as the Broken Pact of Sacrifice–the very document I’d signed to donate my kidney to Lily before it was mysteriously canceled. My accusations landed precisely on his deepest regrets; I could see it in his eyes.
But Ethan forced himself to set aside those emotions. “This isn’t about the past. Right now, a pup’s life is at stake.”
“Not my problem,” I replied coldly. “Find another donor.”
Ethan’s jaw tightened. “There is no other compatible donor available in time. You’re the only
match.”
“Then I guess Emma Frost will die,” I said, my voice flat. “Just like Lily did.”
Ethan’s eyes flashed with Alpha power. “I can make your life very difficult, James Knight.”
I laughed bitterly. “What can you do? I have nothing left to lose. Your threats mean nothing to
me.”
My racing career was over. What else could he take from me?
Ethan’s tone grew colder and more dangerous, his wolf’s eyes briefly glowing with Alpha
power: “If you don’t care about yourself, what about Olivia?”
The threat was subtle but clear–if Emma died because of my refusal, Ethan would make sure
Olivia suffered.
“Don’t expect Lucas Blackwood to protect her,” he continued, his voice low and menacing. “If
Emma dies, Olivia will never have another good day in Silvercrest territory, and with me as
Alpha, she’ll never work in crystal design again.”
I was forced to confront the terrifying possibility, my wolf retreating slightly. I knew how fragile
Olivia’s mental health was after losing Lily, and I could not risk her spiraling back into the
darkness of depression.
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The pain of her previous struggle was still fresh for me; I had been the one by her side when
she had attempted suicide in the Silvermoon River. I’d pulled her from those dark waters, held
her as she cried for Lily, promised her that I would always protect her.
“You wouldn’t,” I challenged, but the certainty in Ethan’s eyes told me otherwise.
“I would,” he confirmed. “Emma’s life means that much to me.”
“And Lily’s didn’t?” I couldn’t help but ask, my voice breaking slightly.
A flash of something–regret, perhaps–crossed Ethan’s face before his expression hardened
again. “This isn’t about Lily. It’s about Emma, who is still alive and can be saved.”
I stared at him, hatred burning in my chest. “You’re a monster, Ethan Stone.”
“Call me what you want,” he replied evenly. “But make your decision. Emma doesn’t have much
time.”
In the end, my anger and hatred for Ethan could not override my fear for Olivia’s future. I stared
at the Alpha King, searching for a shred of insincerity in those amber eyes, but saw none-
Ethan was utterly serious, his wolf’s determination unwavering.
With a heavy heart and suppressed rage, I surrendered, my wolf howling in silent protest
within me.
Ethan, his patience spent, placed the Broken Pact of Sacrifice and a pen before me. After a long, tortured hesitation, I finally picked up the pen and turned to the donor section of the
agreement, my hand shaking with the weight of my
