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Chapter 198: Rejection and Retribution

Chapter 198: Rejection and Retribution

(Ethan’s POV)

The sleek Midnight Maybach purred to a stop beneath the patient wing of Crescent Moon Medical Center. I stepped out, clutching a woven basket filled with premium venison–Evelyn’s childhood favorite, according to pack records I’d frantically searched through last night.

My wolf paced anxiously beneath my skin, desperate to see Evelyn. But even more, it yearned for Olivia–my true Little Orange, my mate, the woman I’d wronged so terribly.

The elevator doors slid open on the recovery floor, and I nearly collided with her. Olivia was heading downstairs, her chestnut hair pulled back in a simple ponytail, her emerald eyes widening in surprise at my

sudden appearance.

“Liv!” My voice carried unmistakable longing as I strode toward her.

I reached out instinctively, my wolf surging forward with the overwhelming desire to pull her into my arms. To reestablish our mate bond. To make things right.

Now that I knew the truth–that Olivia was the real Little Orange–my emotions were a chaotic blend of rage at Victoria’s years of deception and an almost desperate joy at finding my true childhood love.

“I need to talk to you,” I said, my amber eyes searching her face. “Please, just give me a moment.”

Olivia’s reaction couldn’t have been more different from what I’d hoped.

She physically recoiled from me, taking two quick steps backward. Her face hardened with cold rejection, her wolf retreating deep within her as if my very presence was toxic.

“Ethan Stone, you’re not welcome here.” Her voice carried the unmistakable authority of a Luna despite our

estrangement.

It was a clear command for me to leave. My wolf whined in distress, sensing the depth of her rejection.

“I just want to see Orange Mom-” I began, softening my approach.

“Don’t call my mother that,” Olivia cut me off, her voice growing even colder. “You’re unworthy. Leave. She

doesn’t want to see you.”

The pain in her eyes was matched only by her disdain. I could see how deeply I’d wounded her–wounds that might never heal.

“Liv, please,” I tried again, desperation creeping into my voice. “My wolf has always recognized only you true mate. Even when my mind was deceived, my wolf was drawn to you.”

Her emerald eyes flashed with disgust.

“How convenient,” she spat. “Now that Victoria’s deception is exposed, suddenly your wolf ‘always knew‘ I was your true mate? The very words I once longed to hear from you now disgust me.”

She crossed her arms, creating another barrier between us.

“Your love is cheap, Ethan. Tainted by years of betrayal and neglect.”

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Each word struck like a physical blow. My wolf whined pitifully, recognizing the truth in her accusations.

“Our daughter is dead because of your blindness,” she continued, her voice breaking slightly. “Nothing can change that. Nothing can bring her back.”

Before I could respond, heavy footsteps approached from behind Olivia.

James Knight appeared, positioning himself protectively before her. His russet–brown wolf rose to the surface, hackles raised in challenge to my Alpha presence.

“You’ve got some nerve showing up here,” he growled, his hazel eyes flashing with hostility.

My wolf bristled at his challenge, but I forced it down. This wasn’t the time for Alpha posturing.

“I’m here to see Evelyn,” I stated firmly. “This is between me and my mate.”

James laughed coldly. “Your mate? You mean the woman you abandoned for Victoria? The woman whose daughter died while you were playing daddy to Emma?”

His words cut deep, each one a reminder of my failures.

“And what did you do with Victoria after learning the truth?” he continued, his voice dripping with contempt. “Sent her to Shadowfall Detention Center for a mere 48 hours? After all her crimes?”

He stepped closer, his wolf challenging mine despite the risk.

“Crimes that include harming your daughter Lily and killing the beloved Matriarch Evelyn Stone,” he hissed. “If you truly feel guilty, go find evidence and avenge Lily. Until you do, you don’t deserve to stand before them.”

Olivia’s resolve visibly hardened at James’s words. I could see it in her eyes–her wolf had given up hoping for

anything from me.

“Ethan?”

The soft voice came from inside the ward. Evelyn Winters was calling for me.

Olivia’s eyes widened in surprise, then narrowed with suspicion. “Mom, you don’t have to see him.”

“It’s alright, Liv,” Evelyn called again, her voice weak but determined. “Let him in.”

James reluctantly stepped aside, his warning glare making it clear this was a temporary truce.

Inside the private room, Evelyn Winters looked frail against the white hospital sheets. Her face was pale, but her eyes were alert and focused as I approached.

I knelt beside her bed, placing the basket of venison on the side table. My wolf whined softly, ears flattened in

submission.

“Orange Mama,” I whispered, the childhood name slipping out before I could stop it. “I’m sorry. I failed yo Little Orange. Can you give me another chance to care for you and Liv?”

My remorse was genuine, my apology heartfelt. But Evelyn’s expression remained guarded, her aged wolf assessing me with wisdom born from years of suffering.

“I remember when you were a boy,” she said softly. “Before Victoria appeared. You were kind, protective. You would have done anything for Olivia.”

Her eyes clouded with memories.

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“Things might have been different if Victoria hadn’t deceived you,” she acknowledged. “But Lily is dead, Ethan. The damage is irreparable.”

She studied my face, searching for something.

“What did you do with Victoria?” she asked suddenly. “After learning the truth?”

I hesitated, knowing my answer would disappoint her.

“She’s being detained for 48 hours while I gather evidence,” I admitted. “Without proof of her crimes, I can’t-”

Evelyn’s face contorted with rage. With surprising strength for someone so frail, she grabbed the basket of

venison and hurled it at me.

“Forty–eight hours?” she shouted, her voice cracking with fury. “After what she did to my granddaughter? To

me? To Olivia?”

Chunks of raw meat struck my chest and face, but I remained kneeling, accepting her anger as deserved

penance.

“You’re still protecting her,” Evelyn accused, tears streaming down her wrinkled cheeks. “Even now, knowing what she is, you can’t bring yourself to punish her properly.”

I didn’t defend myself. There was nothing I could say that would justify my actions.

James’s words echoed in my mind: only vengeance and justice for Lily could ever begin to redeem me in their

eyes.

After Evelyn’s strength was spent, I quietly rose to my feet. My gaze lingered on Olivia, who stood in the doorway watching the scene unfold.

Her face was a mask of indifference, but I could see the pain beneath. My wolf whined with genuine sorrow at the mate bond damaged perhaps beyond repair.

So many what–ifs. So many lost possibilities.

Without another word, I turned and left, my shoulders heavy with the weight of my failures.

Olivia, resolute, turned her attention to her mother, refusing to acknowledge me again.

(Victoria’s POV)

Forty–eight hours in Shadowfall Detention Center felt like an eternity.

The memories of my previous imprisonment here haunted me at every turn. The stench of unwashed bodies, the cold concrete floors, the constant threat of violence–it was all sickeningly familiar.

I tried to keep a low profile, my wolf constantly submissive to avoid drawing attention. But my reputation had preceded me.

“Look who’s back,” sneered a burly she–wolf with a jagged scar across her face. “The Alpha’s little pet.”

The other inmates laughed cruelly, their wolves projecting dominance pheromones that made my wolf cower deeper within me.

“Not so high and mighty now, are you?” another taunted.

They forced me to serve them–fetching their food, cleaning up after them, performing the most degrading tasks imaginable. At night, they made me sleep near the filthy detention bucket, its stench making me retch

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repeatedly.

I desperately tried to contact Ethan through our pack bonds, sending frantic pleas for help. But he had blocked me completely. The silence from his end was deafening.

Each minute dragged on in misery. I counted the seconds, clinging to the knowledge that this ordeal would

end.

When the guards finally released me, I stumbled out into the sunlight, my once–perfect appearance now a disheveled mess. My designer clothes were filthy, my hair matted, my skin bearing the marks of rough

treatment.

I couldn’t bear my own scent–a mixture of fear, humiliation, and the detention center’s filth. I needed fresh

clothes immediately.

The Crescent Moon Mall was my only option. I hailed a taxi, not recognizing the driver until it was too late.

Martin Briggs–the same driver I had previously insulted–smiled coldly at me in the rearview mirror.

“Well, well,” he drawled. “If it isn’t Ms. Frost. Fallen on hard times, have we?”

I ignored his taunts, focusing on the shopping ahead. But as we pulled up to the mall entrance, Martin rolled down his window.

“Hey, everyone!” he shouted to the crowd. “Look who’s here! That vicious Victoria Frost who’s been all over the

pack news!”

Heads turned. Eyes narrowed. Recognition dawned on faces throughout the crowd.

The pack members, already inflamed by the recent scandals circulating through territory gossip channels, began to gather around the taxi.

“That’s her!” someone shouted. “The one who pretended to be Little Orange!”

“She killed the Alpha’s daughter!” another accused.

Before I could retreat back into the taxi, someone hurled an egg that splattered against my shoulder. Then came more–food, garbage, insults raining down on me from all directions.

Clara Brown, a sanitation worker I’d once snubbed, dumped an entire bucket of cleaning waste over my head. The foul liquid soaked through my clothes, drawing howls of laughter from the crowd.

The Mall Security Guards stood by, watching with barely concealed amusement. They knew of my fall from grace and were content to let the crowd vent their anger before finally intervening.

Phones recorded my humiliation from every angle. Within minutes, videos were spreading throughout pack communication networks.

I fled, sobbing, back to Rosewood Haven.

In my bathroom, I scrubbed myself raw, trying to erase the stench of public humiliation. When I emerged, rage

overtook me.

I lashed out, trashing my room in a frenzy of anger. Vases shattered against walls. Clothes were torn to shreds. My wolf howled with rage and humiliation beneath my skin.

“How?” I screamed to the empty room. “How could this happen?”

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The recording of my conversation with Olivia had somehow made it online, despite Ethan destroyinga Someone had betrayed me. Someone had exposed me.

“It’s her fault,” I seethed, pacing the ruined bedroom. “That b***h Olivia, She did this to me?

My phone rang–Emma’s special ringtone. I grabbed it, desperate for the one connection I had left

“Mommy?” Emma’s innocent voice came through the speaker. “When are you coming to see me? I miss your My heart clenched. For all my manipulations, my only true remaining bond was with my daughter