Chapter 47: The Last Chance
Chapter 47: The Last Chance
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My fingers trembled as I held up Lily’s Amusement Park Family Drawing. The childish strokes depicted the three of us–Lily in the middle, holding both our hands at the Moonlight Fair. Her stick–figure smile stretched across half her face, radiating the pure joy she’d imagined experiencing with her father.
“This was her dream,” I whispered, my voice breaking. To spend just one day with both her parents. To feel like a normal family*
Ethan’s amber eyes fixed on the drawing. Something shifted in his expression–the hard lines of the Alpha King softening into something I hadn’t seen in years
“She drew this the night before her birthday,” I continued, watching his reaction carefully. “She was so certain you’d keep your promise this time.”
Ethan reached for the drawing with uncharacteristic gentleness. His fingers brushed against mine as he took it, sending an unwelcome shiver up my arm.
“I didn’t know,” he murmured, staring at the crayon figures. “I didn’t realize how much it meant to her.”
“How could you?” I replied bitterly. “You were never there to see.”
Instead of the anger I expected, Ethan’s shoulders slumped slightly. He traced the outline of Lily’s figure with his thumb, his expression unguarded for once.
“Not just the Moonlight Fair,” he said suddenly, his voice carrying an unusual gentleness. “Anything she wants, anything I can do, I will do it for her.”
My breath caught in my throat. Was this genuine remorse? After five years of neglect and months of denial since her death?
“Liv, tell me,” he continued, using the nickname only James had ever used, “where is Lily?”
The question hung between us, loaded with meaning. For months, he’d refused to believe Lily was gone, accusing me of hiding her. Now, his eyes held a flicker of acceptance–and with it, pain.
Hope bloomed dangerously in my chest. Could this be the breakthrough I’d been waiting for? The moment Ethan finally accepted our daughter’s death and helped me honor her memory?
Tll take you to her,” I said quietly.
Ethan nodded, his expression solemn as he carefully folded the drawing and placed it in his pocket. He extended his hand toward me, not demanding but offering.
“Let’s go,” he said.
I hesitated before accepting his hand, allowing him to help me up from Lily’s small chair. His touch was gentle as he guided me with a hand at the small of my back, leading me toward the door.
The gesture felt foreign after so many months of coldness between us. Yet something in his demeanor had changed–a c***k in the impenetrable armor of the Alpha King.
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We walked in silence to his car, the night air cool against my skin. Ethan opened the passenger door for me,
another small courtesy I’d forgotten he was capable of showing.
As he slid into the driver’s seat, I gave him directions to Sacred Moonlight Cemetery. He nodded, starting the
engine without question.
The silence between us felt different now–heavy with unspoken grief rather than anger. I stared out the
window at the passing streetlights, afraid to break this fragile moment of understanding.
Ethan’s phone rang suddenly, shattering the quiet. Victoria’s name flashed on the screen, illuminating the dashboard with an accusatory glow.
My heart sank as quickly as it had risen. Of course. Victoria always had impeccable timing.
“Don’t answer it,” I said, my voice tight. “Please, Ethan. This is your last chance.”
His hand hovered over the phone, hesitation clear in his expression.
“Your last chance to choose,” I continued, my words deliberate and measured. “Between Victoria and finally seeing Lily.”
Ethan’s jaw tightened as he declined the call, placing the phone back in the center console. Relief washed over me, but it was short–lived.
His phone buzzed again with a text message notification. Despite myself, I glanced down and caught the
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words on the screen.
“Ethan, please, answer the phone. If you don’t, Emma and I will die.”
The desperation in Victoria’s message was clear even through text. My stomach clenched with dread as Ethan snatched up the phone, all traces of our moment of connection evaporating instantly.
“I have to call her back,” he said, his tone brooking no argument.
“Don’t,” I pleaded, grabbing his wrist. “She’s manipulating you, can’t you see that?”
But his eyes had already hardened, concern for Victoria and Emma eclipsing any lingering guilt he felt toward Lily. He shook off my hand and dialed Victoria’s number, putting the call on speaker.
Victoria’s frantic voice filled the car immediately. “Ethan! Thank God you called back! He’s here–he’s threatening us!”
“Who’s there?” Ethan demanded, his knuckles whitening on the steering wheel. “Victoria, calm down and tell me what’s happening.”
“A man–he broke into the house,” she sobbed dramatically. “He says I stole his first place in the Pack Healer’s Crystal Competition. He knows about the judges being bribed!”
My blood ran cold. I had just revealed that information to Ethan minutes ago in Lily’s room.
“He says som
someone told him everything.” Victoria continued, her voice trembling. That I didn’t deserve to win. That I cheated. Emma is terrified, Ethan! We’re hiding in the bathroom, but he’s trying to break down the door!”
Ethan’s gaze snapped to me, accusation blazing in his amber eyes.
“Olivia, is this your purpose?” he demanded, his voice low and dangerous. “Is this why you were showing me Lily’s drawings? To distract me while you set this up?”
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“What? No!” I gasped, genuinely shocked by the accusation, “I would never-
“You better pray that nothing happens to Victoria and Emma,” he cut me off, making a sharp U–turn in the
middle of the road.
The sudden movement threw me against the car door. My head hit the window, sending a burst of pain through my temple.
“Ethan, stop!” I cried, clutching the dashboard for support. Think about what you’re doing! Victoria is lying!”
But he wasn’t listening. His focus had narrowed entirely to Victoria’s continued sobs through the speaker.
“I’m coming,” he assured her, his voice taking on that gentle tone he reserved exclusively for her and Emma.
Just stay hidden. I’ll be there in five minutes.”
“Hurry, Ethan,” Victoria whimpered. “I don’t know how much longer we can-” Her voice cut off with a theatrical scream.
“Victoria!” Ethan shouted, pressing harder on the accelerator
I grabbed his arm. “Ethan, please! This is obviously a setup. She found out I told you about the competition and she’s trying to turn you against me!”
“Enough!” he roared, the Alpha command in his voice making me flinch. “I should have known better than to trust you. All that talk about Lily–it was just a distraction!”
My heart shattered at his words. After that brief moment of connection, of hope that he might finally acknowledge our daughter’s death and help me honor her memory, we were back to suspicion and accusations.
“Stop the car,” I demanded, my voice shaking with fury. “Let me out now!”
Ethan ignored me, focused entirely on reaching Rosewood Haven. The elegant gates of Victoria’s residence came into view, and he screeched to a halt in the circular driveway.
Before I could react, he was out of the driver’s seat and yanking open my door. His grip was bruising as he dragged me from the car, his eyes scanning the property for any sign of danger.
I struggled against his hold, dizzy and disoriented from hitting my head. “Let me go!”
But Ethan’s focus remained solely on Victoria and Emma as he pulled me toward the front door, his grip bruising on my arm.
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