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Chapter 25: Unexpected Rescue

(Olivia’s POV)

The shiv glinted under the harsh cell lights as it descended toward my hand, I struggled desperately against the three women, their iron grip pinning me to the cold concrete floor.

The metal edge inched closer to my palm. I twisted frantically, but couldn’t break free.

Suddenly, the cell door swung open with a metallic clang. The unexpected noise startled my

attackers, their heads snapping toward the interruption.

I seized that split–second hesitation, yanking my hand back with all my strength. The leader, enraged by my resistance, lunged forward with the shiv.

The makeshift weapon struck the concrete floor with a harsh clang, missing my flesh by

inches.

“What are you doing?” Chief Walter Garrison’s voice roared from the doorway, his face ashen

with shock.

Before he could step forward, another figure moved with lightning speed, striding into the cell. Lucas Blackwood, the imposing Alpha of the Moonstone Pack, swept past the chief.

His face, usually the epitome of composure, had transformed. Cold fury radiated from him as

he delivered a swift, brutal kick to the leader of the trio.

“Ah!” she shrieked, crumpling to the ground, the shiv skittering across the floor.

The other two women recoiled in terror, scrambling backward against the wall. Their eyes

widened as they recognized the powerful Alpha in their midst.

Lucas knelt beside me, his movements surprisingly gentle as he removed his gray coat. He

draped it carefully over my trembling form, his eyes narrowing as they cataloged the injuries

on my face.

“Are you hurt anywhere else?” he asked, his voice strained with barely controlled emotion.

I tried to speak, but my throat felt raw from screaming. Finally, I managed a single word: “No.”

His tense posture eased slightly. “Can you walk?” he asked, offering his hand.

I nodded, accepting his assistance as he helped me to my feet. My legs wobbled beneath me, but his steady grip kept me upright.

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Lucas guided me toward the cell door, his body positioned protectively between me and the

three women. Chief Garrison hurried after us, casting a chilling look at his officers.

“Bail procedures,” Lucas stated curtly. “Now.”

The detention center bustled with activity as officers rushed to process my release. Lucas’s

presence commanded immediate action, his reputation preceding him.

By eight o’clock, I was free, stepping out of Shadowfall Detention Center into the cool night air.

Lucas guided me toward a sleek black luxury car idling at the curb.

“Turn the heat up to maximum,” he instructed his driver as we settled into the plush leather

interior.

The contrast between the car’s comfort and the cold concrete cell I’d just escaped wasn’t lost on me. As warmth filled the vehicle, sensation returned to my numb hands and feet, bringing with it painful tingles.

We drove in silence through the darkened streets of Shadow Creek. Lucas didn’t press me for details about what had happened, and I was grateful for his discretion.

When we reached Maple Grove, he escorted me to the door of my residence. From his pocket, he produced a small paper bag.

“Herb ointments,” he explained, handing it to me. “Get some rest.”

“Thank you, Mr. Blackwood,” I said, my emerald eyes meeting his. The gratitude in my voice was genuine.

He nodded once, then turned to leave, his tall figure disappearing into the night. I watched him go, wondering why this powerful Alpha had come to my rescue.

Inside my home, I headed straight for the bathroom, peeling off my detention–center clothes with shaking hands. I stepped into the shower, turning the water as hot as I could bear.

The warmth cascaded over my battered body, washing away the physical remnants of my ordeal. But the emotional scars remained, raw and throbbing beneath the surface.

After drying off, I stood before the bathroom mirror, examining my reflection. My face was bruised and swollen, evidence of the Crescent Sisters‘ brutality.

Ethan had orchestrated this. He had arranged for those women to be in my cell, to teach me a lesson for daring to stand up to Victoria.

My grip tightened on the herb ointment Lucas had given me. I exhaled slowly, forcing my fingers to relax before applying the soothing balm to my injuries.

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Each touch brought a stinging pain, followed by blessed numbness. When I finished, I crawled

into bed, my body craving rest to heal.

Sleep claimed me quickly, but it didn’t last. A ringing phone jolted me awake. The screen showed an unknown number.

I almost ignored it, too exhausted to deal with another confrontation. Then a knock sounded

at my door.

“Delivery, called a voice from outside.

Confused and wary, I answered the phone. “You have the wrong address,” I said, my voice still rough from screaming in the detention center. “I didn’t order anything.”

“A Mr. Blackwood ordered it for you,” replied the delivery person.

Mr. Blackwood? Lucas Blackwood had sent me food?

I approached the door cautiously, opening it just enough to see the delivery person holding a large paper bag. The appetizing aroma of venison steak and herb–roasted vegetables wafted

toward me.

I accepted the bag with murmured thanks, closing the door quickly. The food was exactly to

my taste–how had he known?

A flicker of warmth touched my heart, surprising me after the coldness I’d endured. I picked up

my phone, intending to thank Lucas, then realized we hadn’t exchanged numbers.

As I set the phone down, I noticed an order slip attached to the bag. At the bottom was a

handwritten phone number with a note: “Call me anytime if you need anything.”

Instead of calling, I texted: [Mr. Blackwood, I received the food. Thank you.]

A moment later, a simple reply came: [Yes].

I decided not to disturb him further and began to eat, my body grateful, for the nourishment.

The venison was perfectly cooked, tender and flavorful.

Downstairs, unbeknownst to me, Lucas sat in his car. He saved my number in his phone, his eyes occasionally glancing up at my window.

(Victoria’s POV)

The medical staff had spent hours removing glass fragments from my legs. Though the cuts

weren’t deep, each shard had to be painstakingly extracted from my flesh.

I lay in the hospital bed at the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, bundled in blankets, my face pale

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from the ordeal. My hands clenched beneath the covers as 1 recalled Ether’s phone call

He’d only detained Olivia for a few hours, and he was already calling his assistant, Mezzed Chen, to go to the detention center. The weakness of his resolve infuriated me.

The door opened, and I instantly rearranged my features into an expression of fragile vulnerability. Ethan entered, looking tired after putting Emma to sleep in the adpcent room.

“Ethan,” I said, my voice trembling with practiced distress, “It’s just a small injury, be tie Olivia has been locked up for hours now. Maybe… maybe we should just let it go. I was ups acted impulsively when I called the authorities”

His expression softened as he approached my bedside. “I’ll handle it he assured me, “Yos

just rest.”

His phone rang, interrupting our moment. He glanced at the screen–Maxwell Chen,

Ethan stepped onto the balcony to answer, but I could still hear his authoritative tone. “Hes she calmed down? Put her on the phone, he demanded.

I strained to hear Maxwell’s response, but his voice was too faint. Whatever he said mede Ethan’s shoulders stiffen.

(Maxwell’s POV)

I stood outside the Shadowfall Detention Center, my breath forming clouds in the cool night air. Minutes ago, I’d informed Chief Garrison that Mr. Stone was dropping the charges against his wife.