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Chapter 225: Victoria’s Prison Torment

Chapter 225: Victoria’s Prison Torment

(Ethan’s POV)

Time ticked by, and it was soon the appointed time, but Olivia Winters‘ figure was nowhere to be seen. I picked up my phone, wanting to call her to ask where she was, but worried that it would make me seern

impatient and displease her.

My wolf paced restlessly beneath my skin, sensing my mate’s absence. The familiar ache of longing

consumed me as I stared at the restaurant entrance.

I put the phone back and continued to walt patiently, my amber eyes fixed on the doorway. Every shadow that passed made my heart leap with hope, only to crash when it wasn’t her.

The white moonflowers I’d carefully arranged seemed to mock me with their beauty. Their sweet scent filled the air, but without Olivia here, they felt meaningless.

Maxwell Chen kept replacing my tea, the delicate porcelain cups growing cold one after another. But Olivia never showed up.

At eleven o’clock, Maxwell cleared his throat softly. “Alpha King, it’s quite late. Perhaps Luna Winters has been delayed by urgent matters.”

His diplomatic words carried an underlying message – that Olivia was deliberately playing with me. But I remained silent, staring at my phone screen:

The last message I’d sent through our reopened mate bond glowed back at me: “Understood, seven o’clock tonight, I’ll be waiting for you at Amber Crest Restaurant. Until then.”

Memories flooded my mind like silver daggers. All the times Olivia had waited for me in the past, longing for my love and commitment.

I recalled my repeated disappointments and broken promises, especially those involving our daughter, Lily. How many times had she sat alone, hoping I would choose her over Victoria?

How many birthdays had she celebrated without me? How many nights had she cried herself to sleep while! was with another she–wolf?

Now, those past actions were boomeranging back, causing my wolf immense pain. The irony wasn’t lost on me – the Alpha King who had made others wait was now experiencing the agony of abandonment.

Even knowing that Olivia would not come, I didn’t leave early, staying until midnight. My wolf whined with each passing hour, the Alpha’s usual commanding presence diminished by hope and regret.

The restaurant staff moved quietly around me, their eyes filled with pity for their powerful Alpha reduced to a lovesick fool.

Finally, I silently got up and left the carefully arranged restaurant, the moonflowers wilting in the absence of my true mate.

In my Midnight Maybach, I struggled to compose a message to Olivia through our mate bond. My thoughts swirled with overwhelming emotions, making it difficult to find the right words.

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My fingers trembled as I typed and deleted message after message. Nothing seemed adequate to express the depth of my regret and longing.

Eventually, I sent a sincere promise: “Liv, I am willing to wait for you, always walt for you, until you are willing to look back at me and give me a chance to make up for what I’ve done.”

The message disappeared into the void of our bond. I discovered their connection was blocked again, my wolf howling with the severed link.

Desperate for any sign of her, I accidentally opened my social media. Lucas Blackwood’s post appeared at the top of my feed: “My whole world.”

The photo showed a restaurant with a view of the city. Upon closer inspection, I spotted reflections in the window, revealing Lucas and Olivia dining together.

The timestamp read 8:30 PM – exactly when she should have been with me. In the reflection, Lucas was tenderly tucking a strand of hair behind Olivia’s ear, their eyes meeting intimately.

The blatant display of affection from the rival Alpha confirmed Olivia’s stance. She had chosen to be with him instead of giving me a chance.

My wolf retreated deeper into my consciousness with immense heartache. The pain was unlike anything I’d ever experienced, worse than any physical wound.

(Olivia’s POV)

Back at Maple Grove, Mom couldn’t sleep. I noticed her restlessness as she tossed and turned in the guest

bedroom.

“Mom, what’s wrong?” I asked softly, sitting on the edge of her bed.

She looked up at me with guilty eyes. “Olivia, I used your phone to send Ethan a message earlier. I told him you had an emergency and couldn’t make it tonight.”

My eyebrows raised in surprise. “You did what?”

“I felt uneasy knowing the Alpha King was still waiting,” she confessed. “But I also didn’t want him interfering with your dinner with Lucas.”

I reached over and squeezed her hand reassuringly. “Mom, Ethan deserved to wait after all the times Lily and I waited for him.”

My voice hardened as memories of my daughter’s disappointment flooded back. “Everything he’s experiencing now is a consequence of his actions.”

“He made us wait countless times – for birthday parties he never attended, for promises he never kept, for love he never gave.” The pain in my chest intensified.

“Most importantly, he made Lily wait for a father who never came. She died waiting for him at that amusement park.”

Mom’s eyes filled with tears at the mention of her granddaughter. “You’re right, sweetheart. He has no right to expect your forgiveness.”

“I harbor only hatred for Ethan,” I continued, my wolf snarling within me. “A hatred stemming from his role in Lily’s death. That’s an act I can never forgive as both mother and mate.”

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The mate bond might still exist between us, but it was poisoned by grief and betrayal. No amount of waiting or flowers could change that.

Mom heard this and fell asleep quickly after closing her eyes, finally at peace with her decision.

I didn’t think too much about it, turned off the lights, and fell asleep quickly, my wolf finally at peace knowing I had chosen my own path forward.

(Victoria’s POV)

I spent a week in the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, recovering from the injuries Connor Blackthorn had inflicted. The silver–edged wounds healed slowly, leaving angry scars across my back.

Then I was sent back to Shadowfall Detention Center, to Cell Block C. The moment I entered, I knew my nightmare was just beginning.

The leader here was Regina Blackwater a she–wolf who had lost her daughter to an affair and murdered both her unfaithful mate and his mistress.

This alpha prisoner harbored deep resentment towards those who harm innocent children because of relationships. Her cold eyes assessed me like a predator sizing up prey.

On Ethan’s instructions, Maxwell Chen had told Regina about my actions – killing Lily, provoking Olivia, and

abusing Emma. The information had been delivered with surgical precision.

From my first day, I endured inhumane torment. Constant slaps and beatings left my face swollen beyond

recognition.

They forced me to drink toilet water, the taste making me vomit repeatedly. Hidden needles pricked my skin

when I least expected it, drawing blood and tears.

I was subjected to relentless abuse, mirroring the torment I had inflicted on that innocent pup. The irony

wasn’t lost on me – this was cosmic justice.

Every morning brought new horrors. Regina’s followers took turns tormenting me, their creativity in causing pain seemingly endless.

They would wake me by pouring ice water over my head, then force me to clean the floors with my bare hands until they bled.

I lived every day in agony, my once–perfect appearance now marred by bruises and my spirit broken. The beautiful she–wolf who had once commanded Ethan’s attention was gone.

I had thought about reporting Regina to the guards, but her threat echoed in my mind: “If you dare, we’ll take your life.”

I remained silent, knowing that changing cells wouldn’t work. Inside the detention center, Regina had significant influence.

I had seen everyone’s attitude towards the alpha prisoner and knew that reporting her would only bring heavier torture. It was even possible to be killed by the other inmates.

I had walked through the gate of hell once and was now more afraid of death than ever. The energy to force Ethan to end my suffering had long been depleted.