on her doorstep.
Fury rose within me, hot and overwhelming. “Ms. Winters, do you know that if you leave Mr.
Stone like this, he will die!”
The door cracked open slightly. Olivia Winters stood in the narrow opening, her face eerily
calm, her emerald eyes cold and distant.
“Shouldn’t he die?” she asked, her voice devoid of emotion. “It would be better if he were dead!”
Her words hung in the air between us, shocking in their cruelty. Even more shocking was the
reaction they provoked from the Alpha King.
Though seemingly unconscious, Ethan must have heard her words. His body convulsed suddenly, blood bubbling from his lips as he coughed. Then he went completely still, slipping into a deeper unconsciousness that terrified me.
“What have you done?” I whispered, pressing harder against his wound.
Olivia’s only response was to close the door firmly, shutting us out completely.
The ambulance arrived minutes later, the emergency medical team working quickly to stabilize the Alpha King before transporting him to Silvercrest Pack Medical Den.
I followed in the car, my hands still stained with my boss’s blood, my mind replaying Olivia’s
cold words over and over.
“It would be better if he were dead.”
How had it come to this? How had the Luna of our pack become so filled with hatred that she
could wish death upon her mate?
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I knew the answer, of course. Lily’s death had changed everything. But even knowing the reason didn’t make Olivia’s actions any less shocking.
As I drove through the night toward the medical den, I made a silent vow to protect my Alpha from further harm–even if that meant protecting him from his own mate.
(Ethan’s POV)
I awoke to the sterile smell of the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, the harsh fluorescent lights forcing me to squint as consciousness returned.
My first thought was of Olivia. Had she called for help? Was she here?
