Chapter 88: Divided Loyalties
Chapter 88: Divided Loyalties.
(Ethan’s POV)
The video continued playing on my screen, showing Lily’s tear–streaked face as she leaned against Olivia. Her small body trembled with each sob, her voice breaking as she insisted on
her innocence.
“I didn’t push Sister Emma, Mommy,” she cried, her emerald eyes–so like her mother’s–wide with distress. “She pushed me first, and then she fell in by herself.”
The raw emotion in her voice made my chest tighten. Children could lie, I knew that, but the genuine anguish in Lily’s expression was difficult to dismiss. She looked feverish, her cheeks flushed and her forehead damp with sweat as Olivia gently wiped it with a cool cloth.
“I believe you, sweetheart,” Olivia murmured, stroking our daughter’s hair. “I know you
hurt anyone.”
wouldn’t
Lily’s next words pierced through me like a silver blade. “Then why doesn’t Daddy believe me? Why does he love Sister Emma more than me?”
I paused the video, unable to watch more. The question echoed in my mind, an accusation I couldn’t defend against. Had I truly been so blind? So quick to assume the worst of my own
daughter?
The thought of Emma deliberately pushing Lily seemed impossible. Emma, who had been so excited to meet her “sister,” who had talked about Lily for days before their first meeting.
Emma, who looked at me with such adoration in her eyes.
Yet the surveillance footage showed no clear culprit. One moment, both girls stood by the pool; the next, Emma was in the water, screaming. I had immediately blamed Lily without investigation, without even asking for her side of the story.
My phone rang, interrupting my troubled thoughts. Victoria’s name flashed on the screen.
“Ethan?” Her voice came through, soft and slightly breathless. “Are you coming to pick Emma
up from the training den? You promised her yesterday.”
Guilt washed over me as I realized I’d completely forgotten. “I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”
“Is everything alright? How’s your grandmother?”
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“She’s stable,” I replied, shutting down my computer. “I’ll tell you more when I see you.”
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I ended the call, my mind still churning with conflicting emotions. The truth about Emma had
been another source of guilt–keeping her existence a secret from my pack for so long, allowing rumors to spread about my relationship with Victoria.
The drive to Crescent Moon Training Den gave me time to collect my thoughts. Victoria stood waiting at the entrance, elegant as always in a simple cream dress that accentuated her slender figure. Her face brightened when she saw me approach.
“You’re late,” she said, though her tone held no reproach.
“Five minutes,” I countered, checking my watch. “Pack business.”
Victoria’s expression softened with concern. “How is Matriarch Evelyn? I heard about her
collapse.”
“Dr. Bennett says she’ll recover with rest,” I replied, my amber eyes lingering on Victoria’s tired
face. “You look exhausted.”
She smiled faintly. “Emma had nightmares again last night. She keeps dreaming about that
incident with the rogue wolf.”
Before I could respond, a high–pitched voice called out, “Alpha!”
Emma burst through the training den doors, her face lighting up at the sight of me. She wore her training uniform, her blonde hair pulled back in a neat ponytail. Turning to her classmates who had followed her outside, she announced proudly, “See? That’s my Alpha.”
The other pups stared at me with wide, impressed eyes. I was well aware of the effect my presence had–the Alpha King of Silvercrest Pack didn’t typically make personal appearances
at training dens.
Emma ran to me, arms outstretched. I lifted her easily, settling her against my hip as she
wrapped her small arms around my neck.
“Did you see me practicing my forms, Alpha? Teacher said I was the best in class today!”
“I’m sorry I missed it,” I replied, carrying her toward my car. “Maybe next time.”
Victoria followed, a soft smile playing on her lips as she watched our interaction. The envious glances from other parents didn’t escape my notice–nor did the whispers that followed us to
the parking lot.
Once in the car, with Emma securely buckled in the back seat, I found myself thinking again about the incident at the Moonlit Reflection Pool. The question slipped out before I could
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reconsider.
“Emma, do you remember when you first met Lily? At the reflection pool?”
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Victoria tensed beside me, her hand reaching for mine in warning. Emma’s bright expression
dimmed slightly.
“Yes, Alpha. I remember.”
“Can you tell me what happened that day? How you fell into the water?”
Victoria interjected smoothly, “Ethan, we’ve been through this. Emma was pushed-”
“I want to hear it from Emma,” I said firmly, meeting the child’s gaze in the rearview mirror.
Emma’s lower lip trembled slightly. “Sister Lily pushed me, Alpha. I just wanted to be friends,
but she was mean to me.”
The rehearsed quality of her words struck me. Had Victoria coached her? Or was this truly
how Emma remembered the incident?
“Are you absolutely sure that’s what happened?” I pressed gently.
Victoria’s fingers tightened around mine. “Ethan, please. Why are you questioning her like this?
She was traumatized by that incident.”
“I just want to understand-”
“Why don’t you ask Lily then?” Victoria suggested, her tone innocent despite the cruelty of her words. She knew perfectly well that Lily was no longer alive to defend herself.
Emma’s eyes filled with tears. “Alpha, don’t you believe Emma? Do you think Emma is a lying bad girl?”
The sight of her distress made my resolve crumble. I reached back to pat her knee
reassuringly.
“No, of course not. I believe you, Emma.”
Victoria relaxed beside me, her thumb stroking the back of my hand. “It was probably just a
misunderstanding between children. These things happen.”
I nodded, though doubt lingered. Perhaps that was all it had been–a childish misunderstanding that I had blown out of proportion due to my own prejudices. I had been quick to believe the worst of Lily, assuming she had inherited Olivia’s supposed jealousy and
vindictiveness.
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But the surveillance videos had shown me a different Olivia than the one I thought I knew. Patient, loving, protective–nothing like the manipulative woman Victoria had described to me
over the years.
Had I been wrong about both of them?
We arrived at Rosewood Haven, Victoria’s elegant residence on the outskirts of Shadow Creek. Emma, still upset from our conversation, clung to me as I carried her inside.
“Don’t go yet, Alpha,” she pleaded, her small hands fisted in my shirt. “Stay for dinner. Please?”
Victoria smiled apologetically. “You don’t have to if you’re busy. I know you have pack
responsibilities-”
“I’ll stay,” I decided, unable to resist Emma’s pleading eyes. “For dinner.”
Dinner stretched into the evening as Emma insisted on showing me her latest drawings, her school projects, her new toys. By the time Victoria suggested it was bedtime, Emma was
yawning but still reluctant to let me leave.
“Will you read me a story, Alpha? Please?”
Victoria intervened gently. “Emma, Alpha Ethan needs to get back to his duties. I can read to
you tonight.”
“But I want Alpha to do it,” Emma insisted, her lower lip jutting out stubbornly.
I found myself agreeing, following Emma to her bedroom while Victoria watched with a mixture of amusement and something else I couldn’t quite identify.
Emma’s room was a child’s paradise–filled with toys, books, and a canopy bed fit for a princess. She climbed into bed and patted the space beside her expectantly.
“This one,” she said, handing me a colorful storybook about a wolf pup who discovers his
special powers.
I read slowly, watching as Emma’s eyelids grew heavier with each page. By the time I reached
the end, she was fast asleep, her small face peaceful in repose.
Carefully, I extracted myself from the bed and tucked the blankets around her. For a moment, I simply stood there, watching her sleep. She looked so innocent, so vulnerable. It was hard to
imagine her deliberately pushing another child into a pool.
Yet Lily had seemed equally sincere in her denial.
It was almost nine o’clock when I finally left Emma’s room, gently closing the door behind me.
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As I walked down the hallway toward the stairs, Victoria’s bedroom door opened.
She stood in the doorway, her hair loose around her shoulders, wearing a midnight blue nightdress that left little to the imagination. The silky material clung to her curves, the neckline plunging dangerously low.
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I averted my gaze, uncomfortable with the intimacy of the moment. “Emma’s asleep. I should get back to the pack house.”
Victoria stepped forward, closing the distance between us. Her arms slid around my waist, her body pressing against mine as she looked up at me with undisguised longing.
“Ethan…” Her voice was husky, inviting. “Stay tonight, okay?”
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