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Chapter 75: A Mother’s Scheme and a Daughter’s Pain

(Victoria’s POV)

I adjusted my dark sunglasses and pulled my hood lower over my face as I watched from my

hidden position near the playground. The disguise was simple but effective–no one at the

Crescent Moon Training Den would recognize me.

My eyes narrowed as I spotted Emma playing alone near the swings. She looked so small, so

vulnerable. Perfect.

I’d already done my part, whispering poisonous words to the Timber Triplets earlier. Those three young wolves were known troublemakers, and it hadn’t taken much to set them against

Emma.

“I heard her mother’s just the Alpha’s mistress,” I’d told them, my voice dripping with false

sympathy. “Poor Emma doesn’t even have a real father. Just a half–breed with no place in the

pack.”

Now I watched as they approached my daughter, their young faces twisted with cruel intent. My wolf purred with satisfaction inside me. Everything was going according to plan.

“Hey, half–breed!” the tallest triplet called out to Emma. “Where’s your Alpha daddy today? Oh

wait, you don’t have one!”

Emma’s head snapped up, her small face hardening. “I do have a father!”

The triplets circled her like predators, pushing her until she fell to the ground. Emma’s palms scraped against the rough pavement, but she didn’t cry. She remembered my lessons well–l

hated tears.

“Liar!” one of the triplets sneered. “Everyone knows your mom’s just the Alpha’s w***e!”

I saw Emma’s face flush with anger. My daughter might be young, but she had inherited my temper. Her small wolf stirred beneath her skin, responding to her emotions.

“My father loves me and my mother!” Emma shouted, lunging at the nearest triplet.

I smiled behind my disguise. She was playing her part perfectly, even though she had no idea

she was in a play of my making.

The fight escalated quickly. Emma was brave, but she was outnumbered. The triplets pushed

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her down again, harder this time. One of them kicked her in the side, and I heard Emma’s

pained gasp.

“Your mother’s a home–wrecker!” they taunted. “And you’re nothing but a mistake!”

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I watched dispassionately as my daughter was beaten. The kick to her spleen was particularly

vicious–exactly what I needed. My wolf’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

Miss Abigail Parker finally noticed the commotion and rushed over, her face flushed with

alarm.

“Stop this immediately!” she shouted, pulling the triplets away from Emma.

Emma lay curled on the ground, clutching her side. There was dirt on her face and tears in her

eyes, but she still refused to cry openly. I’d trained her well.

“Emma, are you alright?” Miss Parker knelt beside her, her voice gentle.

Emma shook her head, her face contorted with pain.

“I’m calling your mother right away,” Miss Parker said, helping Emma to her feet.

That was my cue. I slipped away quickly, discarding my disguise in a nearby trash can before hurrying back to my car. By the time my phone rang, I was already driving back toward the

training den, a concerned expression carefully arranged on my face.

“Ms. Frost? This is Miss Parker from Crescent Moon Training Den. There’s been an incident involving Emma.”

I gasped dramatically. “What happened? Is she okay?”

“She was attacked by some other pups. She’s in the infirmary now.”

“I’ll be right there!” I exclaimed, injecting just the right amount of panic into my voice.

I ended the call and allowed myself a small, satisfied smile. My wolf purred with contentment. Everything was going exactly as planned.

When I arrived at the Crescent Moon Training Den, I rushed through the doors, my face a perfect mask of maternal concern. My wolf projected protective energy as I hurried to the infirmary.

“Emma!” I cried, rushing to embrace my daughter who sat on an examination table.

Emma winced at my touch but didn’t pull away. Her eyes were still dry, but her face was pale with pain.

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“Ms. Frost,” Miss Parker approached me, her expression grave. “I’m so sorry this happened. We’ve already disciplined the pups responsible.”

Healer Grace Thompson stood nearby, her hands clasped in front of her. “I’ve examined Emma, but I’m concerned about the blow to her side. I recommend taking her to the Silvercrest Pack

Medical Den for a more thorough examination.”

I nodded, my eyes filling with perfectly timed tears. “Of course. Her father and I won’t let this

matter rest, I assure you.”

I saw the surprise flicker across Miss Parker’s face at my mention of Emma’s father. Good. Word would spread quickly.

“I’ll take care of my daughter now,” I declared, lifting Emma carefully into my arms.

Emma buried her face against my neck as I carried her out to the car. Once we were alone, she finally let out a small whimper of pain.

“Mommy, it hurts,” she whispered, her small wolf whimpering beneath her skin.

I pulled over to the side of the road, not to comfort her, but to make sure she understood her

role.

“Listen to me, Emma,” I said, my voice firm. “Save your tears for your father. When we see Alpha King Ethan Stone, I want you to cry and tell him everything that happened.”

Emma looked at me with confusion. “But you always say crying is for the weak.”

“Not today,” I replied, brushing her hair back from her face. “Today, I need you to cry. I need you to make your father feel sorry for you. Can you do that for Mommy?”

Emma nodded slowly, wincing as another wave of pain hit her.

“Good girl,” I said, starting the car again. “Remember, our future depends on your performance

today.”

My wolf’s eyes gleamed with determination as I pulled out my phone and called Ethan.

“Ethan!” I cried, my voice breaking with practiced emotion. “Something terrible has happened

to Emma! She was attacked at the training den!”

“What?” Ethan’s voice was sharp with concern. “Is she alright?”

“I don’t know,” I sobbed. “She’s in pain. I’m taking her to the medical den now.”

“I’ll meet you there,” he said immediately. “I’m already at the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den. I’ll have Dr. Jonathan Rivers waiting.”

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I ended the call, satisfaction coursing through me. Ethan had dropped everything for Emma.

For us.

As we drove to the medical den, I glanced in the rearview mirror and caught sight of Olivia

Winters standing near the entrance. Perfect timing. She would witness Ethan’s concern for

Emma firsthand.

I watched as Olivia’s face paled at the sight of Ethan rushing to meet our car, his expression

frantic with worry. Her wolf seemed to retreat deeper within her as she turned and walked

away, heading toward the Moonlit Reflection Pool.

My plan was working beautifully.

(Ethan’s POV)

I paced anxiously outside the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, my wolf restless beneath my skin.

Dr. Jonathan Rivers and his team were already prepared, waiting for Emma’s arrival.

When Victoria’s car pulled up, I rushed forward, my heart pounding with fear. Emma’s small

face was contorted with pain, her usual vibrant energy dimmed by her injury.

“Daddy,” she whimpered, reaching for me with trembling hands.

I lifted her carefully from the car, cradling her against my chest. “I’m here, Emmy. You’re going

to be fine.”

Victoria followed close behind, her face streaked with tears. “They attacked her, Ethan. Those

pups called her terrible things.”

I carried Emma inside, my wolf growling protectively. Dr. Rivers immediately took charge,

directing us to an examination room.

“What happened?” he asked, his hands already gently probing Emma’s side.

“She was kicked in the spleen,” Victoria explained, her voice breaking. “By other pups at the

training den.”

Dr. Rivers’s expression grew serious as he completed his examination. “Her spleen is nearly

ruptured. She needs a blood transfusion immediately.”

I felt my blood run cold. “Do whatever is necessary.”

As the medical team prepared Emma for the procedure, I sat beside her, holding her small

hand in mine. Victoria took the chair on the other side of the bed, her eyes never leaving

Emma’s face.

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“It hurts, Daddy,” Emma whispered, tears finally spilling down her cheeks.

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“I know, sweetheart,” I murmured, brushing her hair back from her forehead. “But Dr. Rivers is

going to make it better.”

Emma’s face crumpled suddenly, her emotions bursting forth like a dam breaking. “They said

I’m a half–breed! They said Mommy’s a home–wrecker!”

Her outburst agitated her injury, causing her to gasp with pain. Dr. Rebecca Winters stepped

forward quickly, administering a sedative.

“She needs to remain calm,” Dr. Winters explained. “The sedative will help her rest while we

prepare the transfusion.”

I nodded, my jaw tight with anger. Who would dare say such things about my Emma?

As Emma drifted into sedated sleep, Victoria moved closer to me, her voice low and urgent.

“Ethan, this can’t continue,” she said, her eyes pleading. “For five years, I’ve endured being

called your mistress. Emma has suffered being called a half–breed.”

I stared at Emma’s pale face, my heart heavy with guilt.

“I’ve waited patiently,” Victoria continued. “I’ve stood in the shadows while you maintained

your marriage to Olivia. But look what it’s doing to our daughter.”

She took my hand, her fingers trembling. “Complete our mate bond, Ethan. Acknowledge us

publicly. Give Emma the legitimate status she deserves in this pack.”

My wolf stirred restlessly, protective instincts flaring toward both Victoria and Emma. I’d loved

Victoria since childhood, had promised myself to her long before I met Olivia.

“You’re right,” I said finally, my decision made. “This ends now. I’ll announce our relationship to

the pack.”

Victoria’s eyes filled with fresh tears, but these were tears of joy. “Thank you, Ethan. Emma

and I have waited so long for this.”

I squeezed her hand, my resolve strengthening. It was time to follow my heart, to honor the promise I’d made to Victoria all those years ago.

(Olivia’s POV)

I sat by the edge of the Moonlit Reflection Pool, my eyes scanning the water’s surface for any sign of Lily’s Ashes Crystal Pendant. The pendant was somewhere beneath those dark waters, containing all I had left of my daughter.