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Chapter 199: A Mother’s Desperate Play

Chapter 109: A Mother’s Desperate Play

(Victoria’s POV)

I stared at my reflection, carefully covering the bruise where Olivia had slapped me. My wolf purred with satisfaction beneath my skin. Everything was going exactly as planned.

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When my deception about being Ethan’s childhood sweetheart was exposed, I feared losing everything. But I had underestimated Emma’s place in his heart.

Even in his rage, Ethan couldn’t bear to see Emma suffer. What I thought would be my downfall had unexpectedly become my lifeline,

I finished my makeup and entered Emma’s hospital room. The pack healer Ethan had assigned was checking

Emma’s vitals.

“You can leave now,” I said coldly, “I’ll take care of my daughter.”

The healer frowned but eventually left. I couldn’t risk her speaking to Emma about what was happening

between me and Ethan.

I sat on Emma’s bed. She tensed as I reached out to stroke her hair. Poor thing had learned to associate my

tenderness with pain.

“Emma, darling,” I said softly, “Daddy will be visiting soon.”

She nodded, still rigid beneath my touch.

“When he comes, I need you to cry. Tell him that some mean wolves came into our room and attacked us.”

Emma’s eyes widened. “But that didn’t happen, Mommy.”

I pinched her arm, hard enough to leave a mark. “It did happen. You just don’t remember correctly.”

I spent the next twenty minutes coaching her, making her repeat the story until perfect. When she faltered, I’d pinch her again, leaving small bruises to support our fabricated attack.

“Good girl,” I praised when she finally recited the story flawlessly. I kissed her forehead. “You’re such a smart pup.”

Emma beamed at the rare praise. I pulled out my Alpha Phone–it was time to set our plan in motion.

(Ethan’s POV)

I sat in my Midnight Maybach outside Crescent Moon Medical Center. Through the tinted windows, I could see the entrance to Evelyn Winters‘ ward.

My wolf paced anxiously beneath my skin. I wanted desperately to see Evelyn–to see Olivia. But I knew I

wasn’t welcome.

Maxwell Chen approached and slid into the passenger seat.

“Alpha Stone, I’ve arranged for the premium moonlight herbs to be delivered to Mrs. Winters‘ room,” he reported. “The best healers are monitoring her condition.”

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I nodded. “Good. And did you…”

“Yes, sir.” Maxwell confirmed. “I made sure both Mrs. Winters and Luna Olivia know the treatments are coming

from you.”

My wolf rumbled with approval. It wasn’t much, but it was something–a small gesture to show I cared.

“How did they react?” I couldn’t help asking.

Maxwell hesitated. “Luna Olivia accepted the treatments for her mother’s sake, but…”

“But she’s still cold toward me,” I finished.

It was no surprise. Olivia’s wolf still bristled at my presence, blaming both Victoria and me for Lily’s death.

I dismissed Maxwell and continued my vigil. Suddenly, I felt Evelyn moving toward the door, toward me. My

wolf perked up with hope.

Before I could find out why, my phone rang. Victoria’s name flashed on the screen.

“What is it?” I asked coldly.

Victoria’s voice came through, panicked. “Ethan! Please, come quickly! Emma–she’s hurt!”

My blood ran cold. “What happened to Emma?”

“Some wolves broke into our room! They attacked us! Please, she’s asking for you!”

I could hear Emma crying, calling for “Daddy.”

My wolf surged forward, protective instincts overwhelming everything else. “I’ll be right there!”

I sped toward the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, all thoughts of Evelyn and Olivia temporarily pushed aside.

The scent of Emma’s distress hit me before I entered her room. Her sobs tore at my heart as I pushed open

the door.

The scene inside was chaotic. Furniture overturned, medical equipment scattered. An omega cleaner was tidying up while a pack healer hovered anxiously.

Emma sat in rumpled sheets, her face streaked with tears. When she saw me, she stretched out her arms.

“Daddy…” she called hoarsely.

I rushed to her, gathering her into my arms. My wolf whined at the sight of bruises on her face and arms. “What happened?” I demanded, my Alpha voice reverberating through the room. “Who did this?”

The pack healer shrank back. “I–I wasn’t here when it happened, Alpha Stone.”

Victoria emerged from the bathroom looking even worse than Emma–clothes torn, hair tangled, angry scratches marking her skin.

I’m sorry, Ethan,” she said, voice breaking. “I tried to protect her, but there were too many.”

Emma sobbed harder. “It wasn’t Mommy’s fault! Those mean wolves were so cruel! They attacked Mommy and threw trash at her.”

Her small body shuddered against me.

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“Mommy only got hurt because she was protecting me,” she continued. “They said awful things about her-

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and about me tool”

My wolf growled protectively. I knew what had happened. The pack’s retribution for Victoria’s deception had spilled over onto Emma.

“Daddy,” Emma pleaded, “please help Mommy. She’s hurt, and she’s so sad. The mean wolves said you hate her now and that you’ll take me away”

Her tears soaked my shirt. “Please don’t take me away from Mommy. I love her, and I love you.”

I hesitated, torn between my rage at Victoria and my love for Emma. Emma had just recovered from a serious kidney transplant. The stress could compromise her health.

“Please, Daddy,” Emma begged, her wolf whining through our pack bond.

I sighed deeply, then nodded. “Alright, Emma. I’ll help.”

I caught a flash of triumph in Victoria’s eyes before it was replaced by grateful relief. Emma was her weapon against Olivia–against me.

“Thank you, Daddy! I love you most!” Emma kissed my cheek.

Victoria moved closer, releasing submissive pheromones to appeal to my Alpha instincts.

I shifted away, putting Emma between us like a shield. My wolf growled softly in warning, making my cold

distance clear.

After Emma fell asleep, I stepped outside to make calls. I didn’t notice Victoria slipping her Alpha Phone onto a shelf, its recording function activated.

I called James Knight. “Take down all trending topics about Victoria on the pack networks. Arrange for elite enforcers to protect Emma.”

James was silent for a moment. “You’re protecting Victoria now? After everything?”

“I’m protecting Emma,” I corrected sharply. “She’s just an innocent pup.”

(Olivia’s POV)

“That’s strange,” I muttered, scrolling through my phone. “All the posts about Victoria have disappeared.”

My mother looked up, eyes narrowing. “What do you mean?”

I showed her my screen. “The videos, the news about her detention–it’s all gone.”

Evelyn’s face darkened. “Ethan. He’s protecting her again.”

I didn’t contradict her, though I suspected Ethan was actually protecting Emma. Still, the result was the same -Victoria escaping accountability again.

“Don’t worry about it, Mom,” I said. “Focus on getting better.”

Inwardly, I steeled myself. I could no longer rely on Ethan for justice for Lily. I would have to do it myself.

Later, I visited Connor Blackthorn’s old den. Despite exhaustive searches, I found nothing proving Victoria’s involvement in Lily’s death.

Outside, I found Victoria leaning against a black car, waiting for me.

“Still searching for evidence?” she taunted. “You won’t find any.”

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I moved to walk past, but she blocked my path.

“Don’t think that just because Ethan knows you’re Little Orange, he’ll be biased toward you,” she said. venomously. “We have Emma. You just weren’t as lucky; your daughter died so young.”

She showed me a video of Ethan comforting Emma. “See how much Ethan loves Emma?”

The tender scene was exactly what Lily had always longed for but never received. My heart clenched painfully.

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Victoria watched my reaction with satisfaction. “Emma will always come first for him. Not you, not your dead

daughter-”

The slap caught her off guard, sending her stumbling backward. My emerald eyes flashed dangerously. “If you ever act shameless in front of me again,” I warned, “I’ll hit you every time.”

I walked away, but the encounter haunted me. Those tender moments between Ethan and Emma were a painful reminder of what Lily had been denied.

Behind me, Victoria rubbed her cheek, a triumphant smile spreading across her face. Her wolf purred with satisfaction–she had successfully wounded me emotionally.

At the medical center, I found Lucas Blackwood sitting beside my mother. He rose when I entered, his wolf projecting warm greeting pheromones.

“You’re back early,” I said. “How was the Twin Bridges Territory?”

“Productive,” he replied. “But I cut the trip short when I heard about Evelyn’s condition.”

The silent understanding between us reminded me of his promise–I owed him an answer about joining his

pack.

Evelyn watched with approval. “Why don’t you two go out for a while? I’m feeling better today.”

I hesitated, but nodded. “That sounds nice.”

My wolf welcomed the distraction from thoughts of Ethan and Victoria.

(Lucas’s POV)

I took Olivia to her favorite restaurant in neutral territory, then to the Moonlight Cinema.

During a scene where a mother and child were separated, Olivia began silently crying.

I wrapped an arm around her, my wolf projecting calming pheromones. The scene had clearly reminded her of losing Lily.

As I held her, I thought about what I’d seen in Twin Bridges Territory–a young she–wolf who looked remarkably like Lily. Older, no longer sweet and smiling, but the resemblance was unmistakable.

My wolf urged me to tell Olivia, to give her hope.

But I hesitated. What if I was wrong? Giving Olivia false hope would devastate her all over again.

I decided to keep this secret until I had more certainty. My wolf whined softly at keeping secrets from the she–wolf I hoped would one day accept my courtship.

After the movie, I offered to get Olivia some hot moonberry tea.

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While I stood in line, Olivia wandered into a wolf cub toy store. I watched her pick up a limited edition Ice Princess figurine, her expression softening with bittersweet memory.