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Chapter 212: The Alpha’s Final Rejection
Chapter 212: The Alpha’s Final Rejection
(Third person’s POV)
As Ethan Stone hesitated, just as Victoria Frost expected, he was moved by Emma’s tearful pleas and stopped to look down at her. Seeing his attention, Emma’s tears intensified, her swollen red eyes filled with longing and dependence as she clung to Ethan’s leg.
She reached out to him with her small hands, her voice breaking with desperation. “Daddy, Emma really knows she was wrong, please don’t abandon Emma.”
“Without Daddy, my classmates bully me. Look, they beat me all over. Daddy, it hurts so much.” Her wolf pup whimpered pitifully beneath her skin, projecting distress pheromones that would normally trigger any Alpha’s protective instincts.
The scent of her fear and pain filled the air around them. Emma’s small body trembled as she pressed closer to Ethan’s leg, seeking the comfort and protection she had always received from him.
When Ethan did not immediately comfort her, Emma pulled open her jacket with shaking hands. She revealed the tattered Crescent Moon Academy uniform underneath and the bruises and welts marring her pale skin. These visible wounds were her trump card. She remembered how, in the past, whenever she was bullied, her father figure would defend her fiercely.
He would punish those who hurt her and their families through his Alpha authority. She recalled the tenderness with which he had once soothed her after an incident at the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den.
He had promised to acknowledge her as his true daughter despite the lack of blood bond. Having truly experienced Ethan’s fatherly love and protection, she simply could not believe he would cast her aside.
The grave desecration incident was just a childish act of jealousy against Lily, who was already gone. She convinced herself her Alpha father was only acting out of anger, and he would soften upon seeing her hurt. “Please, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Emma needs you.”
Ethan’s amber eyes darkened as he took in the severity of her injuries. His wolf stirred with conflicted protective instincts, the sight of a wounded pup triggering ancient Alpha responses.
He asked in a low, controlled voice, “Why did your classmates beat you?”
Without hesitation, Emma replied,. “Because they saw that Emma had no daddy to protect her, so they bullied me for no reason.” Her voice carried the practiced innocence of a child who had learned to manipulate adult
emotions.
His gaze turned frigid, his Alpha ayra growing cold. He realized that she was completely unaware of her o culpability, presenting only the side that could gain his sympathy.
She was ignoring the fact that she herself was also a perpetrator. With a cold expression, Ethan pulled his leg away, his wolf rejecting the false bond.
Emma collapsed to the ground with a small cry of pain. The marble floor was cold and unforgiving beneath her bruised body.
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“Daddy…” she looked up in confusion, her wolf pup’s distress calls going unanswered. She was unable to understand why he showed no concern for her injuries and did not help her up.
Ethan’s perception of her had fundamentally changed since the previous night. When he learned the truth about Lily’s death and the grave desecration, everything shifted.
He now saw that his past indulgence had made him the unwitting shield for her bullying. She had tormented her classmates with impunity using his Alpha status.
She, once a victim herself, had turned into someone who would tear apart others‘ umbrellas rather than offer shelter. The accounts he heard from her teachers haunted him now.
How she had beaten classmates bloody, forced them to kneel and submit like omegas. How she made them crawl under her legs, and even shoved someone’s head into a toilet.
He realized he had enabled a little monster. The more he hated himself for his past leniency, the more he loathed Emma standing before him.
She was so skilled at pretense, just like her mother Victoria. The manipulation came as naturally to her as
breathing.
Coldly, Ethan ordered the Silvercrest Security Guards, “Don’t let these two appear at the company entrance again. I don’t want to see them.”
His Alpha command carried the weight of absolute authority. The guards straightened immediately, recognizing the finality in their Alpha’s tone.
He turned and strode away, his powerful presence radiating rejection. Each step echoed through the marble lobby like a death knell.
Emma, panicking, tried desperately to grab his leg again. Her wolf pup howled in abandonment, the sound piercing and desperate.
“Daddy… Daddy!” she cried, but could not catch up to the Alpha’s long strides. Her small legs couldn’t match his pace, and her injuries slowed her further.
The guards, who remembered how Ethan used to dote on Emma, hesitated to act roughly against a pup. They feared future repercussions from their Alpha if his feelings changed again.
Their uncertainty was palpable as they watched the small girl chase after the retreating Alpha King. Maxwell Chen, receiving a subtle signal from Ethan through their pack bond, returned with purposeful steps. He instructed the guards with clear authority that brooked no argument.
“These two are the ones Alpha Stone despises most–don’t be gentle with them.” His voice carried the weight of the Alpha’s will, removing any doubt about their orders.
With clear orders from the Alpha’s Beta, the guards seized Emma by the collar. They dragged her away as she screamed for her father figure, her wolf pup’s cries echoing pitifully through the building.
“Daddy! Please! Don’t leave me!” Her voice cracked with desperation, but Ethan did not look back.
His wolf had completely severed any protective instincts toward the child who had desecrated his true daughter’s grave. The bond that had once seemed unbreakable was now nothing but ash.
Victoria, seeing that Emma’s injuries had failed to move Ethan, took matters into her own hands. She pushed
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her Raven–Trimmed Wheelchair forward with determined strokes.
She was planning to appeal to him for mercy, at least to secure a better place to stay. Her frozen accounts left her with nothing, and she could not accept living in squalor.
She believed herself entitled to the luxury she had enjoyed as his favored companion. Putting on her most pitiful expression, her wolf projected submissive pheromones.
“Ethan, I know you’re still angry about Lily, and you want to punish us,” she pleaded, her voice carefully modulated to sound broken and repentant.
“But I’ve already paid a terrible price for Lily’s death.” She pressed her hands to her paralyzed legs, using her disability to gain sympathy.
She was completely unaware of the murderous look in Ethan’s amber eyes as she mentioned Lily’s death with such casual dismissal. The temperature in the lobby seemed to drop several degrees.
“Two years ago, Olivia pushed me down the stairs at Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, leaving my legs crippled…” Before she could finish, Ethan’s wolf exploded with rage.
He suddenly grabbed her throat, his claws partially extending. His eyes blazed with Alpha fury as his wolf howled for vengeance.
“Victoria Frost, how dare you mention your legs!” he snarled, his voice carrying the full weight of an enraged Alpha King.
The sound caused nearby pack members to instinctively submit to his overwhelming dominance, their wolves cowering beneath the force of his rage.
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