My Wolf 30

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Chante 10 Deadly Bevels.

Chapter 30: Deadly Revelations

(Olivia’s POV)

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Winters. We’ve done all we could”

Dr. Fletcher’s words hit me like a physical blow. My legs weakened beneath me, and I swayed unsteadily on my feet. If not for Lucas Blackwood’s steadying hand on my shoulder, I might have collapsed right there in the hospital corridor.

Am

you Mrs.

Mrs. Winters?” Dr. Fletcher asked, his voice softening as he took in my devastated expression.

“Yes,” I managed to whisper, my voice barely audible. I felt drained of all energy, hollow inside

The truth about my daughter’s death had been within my grasp. Now the only witness was dying, taking his testimony with him to the grave.

“He’s asking for you,” Dr. Fletcher said unexpectedly

My head snapped up. “What?”

“Roland Warner. He regained consciousness briefly and asked to speak with you. He was quite insistent.”

“He’s alive?” I could hardly believe it. “Can I see him?”

Dr. Fletcher nodded grimly. “Yes, but I must warn you–he doesn’t have much time. Minutes at most”

I didn’t wait to hear more. I stumbled toward the room he indicated, my heart pounding with desperate hope.

The medical staff had already left, giving Roland his final moments of privacy. The room was eerily quiet

except for the slowing beep of the heart monitor.

I rushed to Roland’s side, leaning close. “Roland, I’ve transferred the one hundred thousand dollars to your account. Tell me, who was it?”

Roland’s gaze was already unfocused, his eyes glassy with approaching death. His lips barely moved as he whispered, “It… it was your rival… Victoria… Frost…”

Hearing Victoria’s name sent a chill through my entire body. My pupils constricted sharply as rage and vindication coursed through me simultaneously.

Roland gasped for breath, clearly aware of his limited time. “Your daughter was rushed to the Medical Den for emergency treatment. The healers called my wife, asking her to come…”

He paused, fighting for each breath. “At that time, Victoria stopped her… She said her daughter Emma was also a match with my wife, and asked my wife to donate the kidney to her daughter, saying Emma’s life depended on it…”

My hands trembled as I gripped the edge of his bed. Victoria had intercepted Lily’s donor?

“She offered one hundred thousand dollars, and I agreed…” Roland continued, his voice growing weaker. “1 only found out a few days ago that my wife’s kidney wasn’t a match for Emma at all…”

His bloodshot eyes widened with the effort to communicate his final revelation. “Victoria didn’t want to save her own daughter… She wanted Lily dead!”

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A violent cough wracked his body. He grabbed my arm with surprising strength, his eyes wide with terror “This woman, she’s no vicious… Not only did she deliberately kill your daughter… she’s also silencing me

Blood bubbled at the corner of his mouth. “I merely blackmailed her for a bit of money, and she took my life

for it‘

His grip on my arm tightened. “You… Don’t let her off…

With those final words, his hand slipped from my arm and fell limply to the bed. Roland Warner died with hist eyes wide open, staring at nothing.

I stood there, frozen, my eyes bloodshot and my body trembling like a leaf in the wind. Roland’s words echoed in my mind, each revelation more horrifying than the last.

Lily’s small face appeared before my eyes. My daughter had been so obedient and sensible throughout her illness. If Victoria hadn’t maliciously snatched the kidney donor, Lily could have lived. My daughter could have had a good life ahead of her.

Victoria!

My eyes burned with hatred. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to tear Victoria Frost to pieces with my bare hands

I rushed out of the room without a backward glance, ignoring Lucas’s voice calling after me. The rain had intensified, but I barely felt it as I burst through the hospital doors.

The Silvercrest Pack Medical Den was less than two kilometers away from Rosewood Haven, where Victoria lived. Ethan had deliberately chosen that location for Emma’s convenience, never mind that it had made Lily’s treatment more difficult for me.

I ran through the downpour, each raindrop mingling with my tears of rage. In less than ten minutes, I stood at the entrance of Rosewood Haven, completely drenched.

With my bloodshot eyes and wild appearance, I must have looked like a vengeful spirit come to claim Victoria’s life. And that was exactly what I intended.

But just a step away from the gate, I stopped.

Through the ornate iron bars, I could see them. Ethan and Victoria had just returned from the banquet. In the rain, Ethan protectively escorted Victoria to the door, his powerful presence shielding her from the elements.

Victoria stepped out of Ethan’s embrace and stood on tiptoe to brush the rain off his shoulders. The gesture was intimate, caring. Ethan looked down at her with tenderness and affection that he’d never shown me, not even in our earliest days together.

This scene was like a bucket of ice water poured over me, chilling me to the bone.

Memories of the past flooded my mind: Ethan’s unconditional favoritism and trust towards Victoria. The way he always took her side in any dispute. His blind spot when it came to her manipulations.

Even if I presented the evidence to Ethan now, he wouldn’t believe me. Moreover, the only witr

I claimed that Victoria killed Lily, Ethan would only think I was crazy with grief.

was dead. If

I laughed bitterly, my eyes filling with fresh sorrow. With Ethan’s love shielding Victoria, I couldn’t touch her at

this moment

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The rain intensified, pounding against my already soaked body. I turned with difficulty, walking back in a

daze.

Each step felt like treading on sharp blades, the pain piercing my heart. Lily… The thought of my daughter being deliberately killed by Victoria, yet my inability to do anything to her murderer, overwhelmed me with guilt and self–blame.

Tears blurred my vision. My steps grew heavier, and the world around me became increasingly hazy. The combination of physical exhaustion, emotional trauma, and the cold rain sapped what little strength I had

left.

My body weakened, and I collapsed in the rain, the cold pavement against my cheek barely registering in my

consciousness.

Across the road, a black luxury SUV that had just arrived screeched to a halt. Through my fading vision, I saw

the door open.

Lucas Blackwood, disregarding the need for an umbrella, rushed across the road towards me. His assistant hurriedly followed with an umbrella, but Lucas was already kneeling at my side.

He declined his assistant’s offer to carry me and scooped me up himself. The last thing I remembered was the surprising warmth of his arms as he carried me towards his car.

I slowly opened my eyes in the Medical Den, blinking against the harsh fluorescent lights. My gaze settled on Lucas Blackwood, who sat in a chair beside my bed. His expression showed concern, though he said nothing.

I looked at him, a faint smile gracing my lips despite everything. In a hoarse voice, I offered my sincere gratitude. “Mr. Blackwood, thank you”

Lucas’s voice was gentler than rd ever heard it. “You don’t have to be so polite with me.”

I didn’t reply. Instead, I sat up in bed and picked up my phone from the bedside table. A notification showed that Roland Warner’s case had been classified as an extortion gone wrong. After the authorities closed the investigation, the money had been returned to my account.

I immediately transferred the eighty thousand dollars back to Lucas, then got out of bed and bowed deeply to

him

“Mr. Blackwood, thank you so much for helping me again and again.”

Lucas watched me, his raised hand falling back to his side as if he’d intended to stop me from bowing but thought better of it. His voice returned to its usual coolness.

“Mm.” Then he turned and left the room without another word.

Only after the door closed did I slowly straighten up, looking in the direction Lucas had left. Him, I couldn’t afford. Not now, not with everything else I had to deal with.

I changed my clothes and went to complete the discharge procedures, only to be informed that it had already been done. Another kindness from Lucas, no doubt.