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Chapter 190: Blood Sacrifice

Chapter 190: Blood Sacrifice

(Ethan’s POV)

I gazed at Olivia, feeling the weight of her hatred pressing against my chest. Her emerald eyes burned with fury, her wolf clearly visible beneath the surface of her skin. Despite everything, I couldn’t help but soften my expression.

“Liv, don’t be angry,” I said gently, trying to keep my voice calm. “I’ve arranged everything. The blood transfusion will be safe, and James Knight will be fine.”

I took a step toward her, watching her body tense like a cornered animal.

“After the procedure, I’ll compensate him properly–financially, professionally, anything he needs. I won’t let him donate his blood for nothing.”

Olivia trembled, her hands clenching into fists at her sides. Her wolf’s energy radiated from her in waves of

anger.

“Ethan Stone, stop talking nonsense!” she shouted, her voice cracking with emotion. “No matter what you say,

James will never agree to this. Get out, now!”

When I didn’t move, she lunged forward, shoving me with surprising strength. Her small hands pushed

against my chest, her wolf lending her power.

“Get out!” she repeated, pushing me again. “You have no right to be here!”

I caught her wrists gently, trying to still her movements. “Liv, please calm down. Lives are at stake here.”

Her emerald eyes flashed dangerously. “Don’t call me that!”

“Emma’s life depends on James’s rare blood type,” I pleaded, hoping to make her understand. “Can’t we put aside our hatred just for this?”

Olivia wrenched herself free, grabbing a water glass from the bedside table and hurling it at my head. I

ducked just in time.

“Emma’s fate is nothing but retribution for Victoria’s crimes!” she spat, reaching for anything else she could throw. “Get out before I call security!”

I watched her grab a medical chart, her fingers white with tension. My patience was wearing thin, and time

was running out.

“Enough!” I finally snapped, my Alpha presence filling the room like a physical force.

Olivia froze, her wolf instinctively responding to my command even as her human side fought against it. “This decision is beyond your control,” I stated coldly. “James has already signed the voluntary donation

agreement.”

I held up the document, watching her eyes widen in recognition. She glanced at James, seeking confirmation. James looked away, his hazel eyes reflecting pain and resignation. The silent exchange between them spoke

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“You forced him,” Olivia whispered, her voice breaking. “You used your Alpha influence on a rogue wolf with nothing but his fighting reputation and friendship with me.”

Her insight was sharp as always. She understood immediately that James had done this to protect her from further pack retaliation.

“I’ll bring you before the Northern Territory Council,” she threatened, her voice shaking with rage. “You can’t force a donation against someone’s will!”

I hardened my expression, knowing I needed to end this quickly. “James can no longer back out. If he does, and Emma dies as a result, he’ll face serious consequences from both human law and pack justice.”

Olivia’s entire body trembled, her wolf howling within her. I could almost hear it through our faded mate bond.

“What about Lily?” she asked, her voice suddenly quiet. “What about our daughter who died waiting for a

kidney that never came?”

The mention of Lily’s name struck me like a physical blow. Before I could respond, Olivia lunged for the

agreement in my hand.

I caught her wrists easily, pulling her against me. “I’m sorry, Liv,” I whispered, before delivering a precise strike to the pressure point at the base of her neck.

Her eyes widened in shock before they fluttered closed. I caught her limp body in my arms, cradling her against my chest.

(James’s POV)

“What the hell?” I shouted, trying to get out of bed despite my injuries. My russet–brown wolf surged beneath my skin, responding to the threat against Olivia.

Ethan Stone turned to me, his amber eyes cold as he held Olivia’s unconscious form. “There’s no time to waste, Knight. If anything happens to Emma, nobody will be spared my wrath.”

The threat hung in the air between us, heavy with Alpha power. I watched as he gently laid Olivia on the sofa, covering her with my hospital blanket. The tenderness of the gesture contrasted sharply with his icy words.

“Let’s go,” he ordered, helping me into a wheelchair despite my protests.

We moved quickly through the corridors, Ethan pushing my wheelchair at a pace that made the hospital staff jump out of our way. His Alpha presence cleared a path before us like an invisible force.

When we reached the surgical wing, Victoria Frost was waiting in her wheelchair. Her eyes lit up when she saw us, her wolf practically purring with satisfaction.

“You did it,” she breathed, looking at Ethan with adoration. “You actually convinced him.”

I felt sick watching her triumph. This was the woman who had orchestrated Lily’s death, and now she was getting exactly what she wanted–my blood to save her daughter.

The medical team approached, efficiently prepping me for the procedure. I remained silent as they explained the process, my mind focused on Olivia and what this would mean for her.

As they wheeled me toward the operating room, I caught a final glimpse of Victoria’s smug expression. Her scheming had finally paid off, and there was nothing I could do about it.

(Ethan’s POV)

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I watched the operating room doors close behind James, feeling hollow despite achieving my goal. Victoria immediately wheeled herself to my side, tears streaming down her face.

“Thank you,” she sobbed, throwing herself into my arms. “You saved my Emma. I’ll never forget this.”

Her scent was a mixture of relief and triumph that made my stomach turn. I felt no satisfaction in this victory, not when it came at the cost of Olivia’s pain and betrayal.

My wolf whined uneasily within me. It recognized the wrongness of my actions even as my human side justified them as necessary.

“Don’t,” I said, pushing Victoria away more roughly than I intended. “This isn’t a moment for celebration.” I turned away from her questioning gaze and walked to the emergency exit.

The blue–tinged smoke curled around me as I leaned against the wall. What had I become? When had I started making these impossible choices?

My Alpha Phone rang in my pocket, interrupting my dark thoughts. The moment I saw the caller ID, my lifeless amber eyes lit up with sudden urgency.

Without a word to Victoria, who had followed me outside, I hurried away. Her questioning call echoed behind me, but I didn’t look back.

(Olivia’s POV)

I woke with a gasp, my wolf immediately surging forward to enhance my senses. The pressure point strike had worn off faster than Ethan expected–my wolf’s healing had accelerated my recovery.

James was gone. The realization hit me like a physical blow.

I ran through the corridors, my wolf lending me speed as I raced toward the surgical wing. My heart pounded painfully in my chest, fear and rage propelling me forward.

When I reached the operating area, I saw Victoria waiting alone outside the room. The red light above the door signaled an ongoing procedure.

I was too late. My legs nearly gave out beneath me as the truth sank in.

Victoria noticed me and wheeled herself over, unable to suppress her triumphant smile. “You’re too late,” she taunted, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

I stared at her, my wolf rising dangerously close to the surface.

“James Knight’s rare blood is already flowing into Emma’s veins,” she continued, relishing my pain. “I deliberately orchestrated your daughter’s death by redirecting that kidney donor, and now your best friend’s sacrifice benefits my daughter.”

Her words cut deeper than any knife. She leaned forward in her wheelchair, her eyes gleaming with malice. “Isn’t that just the kind of pain that makes you want to die? The more you suffer, the happier I am!” Something snapped inside me. With a growl that was more wolf than human, I kicked her wheelchair hard, sending her sprawling onto the floor.

I stepped over her prone form, determined to find out about James’s condition. My wolf was barely contained beneath my skin, claws threatening to emerge from my fingertips.

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“Is the donor alright?” I demanded, my voice hoarse with emotion. My wolf paced frantically beneath my skin, desperate for reassurance.

The healer nodded, his expression softening at my obvious distress. “Don’t worry. The procedure was a success–both donor and recipient are stable.”

Relief flooded through me, but it did nothing to diminish my fury. I turned as Ethan approached, his expression unreadable.

“Olivia, let me explain-” he began, but I cut him off.

My eyes caught sight of a Silver–Edged Hunting Knife on a nearby medical tray. Without thinking, I grabbed it and slashed at Ethan’s arm.

“Ethan Stone, you monster!” I screamed, watching blood gush from the wound.

He made no move to defend himself or retaliate. He simply stood there, accepting my attack as if he deserved it. His wolf seemed to recognize my right to express my rage.

I struck again and again, leaving painful but non–fatal wounds across his arms and chest. The silver edge would slow his healing, making the pain last longer.

I wanted him to suffer as I had suffered. As Lily had suffered. As James was suffering now.

Finally, my arm dropped to my side, my breath coming in ragged gasps. Ethan, ignoring his injuries, looked at me with gentle amber eyes.

“Have you calmed down? Can you hear me out now?” he asked softly.

I dropped the knife, suddenly exhausted. “Where is James?” I demanded.

Dr. Harper gestured behind him as a hospital bed was wheeled out of the operating room. I rushed forward, desperate to see my friend.

But it wasn’t James lying there. It was a young female wolf I didn’t recognize.

“Who is this?” I asked, confusion replacing my anger. “Where’s James?”

Ethan answered hoarsely, blood still seeping from his wounds. “I was just about to tell you–Emma didn’t receive James’s kidney. He’s fine.”

I stood frozen in shock, my wolf momentarily stunned into silence.

But it was Victoria who was struck hardest–she shoved aside the nurse in disbelief, her wolf howling in confusion, unable to comprehend how everything had changed in an instant.