Chapter 289
(Evelyn’s POV)
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I bent down with effort, my joints protesting as I carefully picked up the moonstone amulet from the ground. Despite my weakened state from the confrontation in the garden, something about this pendant called to me.
The moment my fingers touched the cool stone, recognition flooded through me. My breath caught in my throat.
This wasn’t just any amulet. The intricate wolf carvings, the unique shimmer of the moonstone in the light–this was the token. that young Ethan had given to my Olivia when they were just pups.
“Ice–Eyes Alpha,” I whispered, the childhood nickname coming back to me unbidden.
My wolf stirred beneath my skin, protective instincts flaring despite my frail condition. Olivia had told me this precious amulet was lost after her memory faded following the trauma at that terrible werewolf orphanage.
I turned the pendant over in my palm, confirming what I already knew. The Stone family crest was etched into the back–this was Ethan’s ancestral amulet, passed down through generations of Alphas.
Who had been wearing this sacred family heirloom that rightfully belonged to my daughter?
(Victoria’s POV)
1 lunged forward from my wheelchair with a speed that belled my supposed weakness from silver poisoning. My fingers closed
around the amulet in Evelyn’s hand.
“Don’t touch that!” I snarled, yanking it from her grasp.
Panic surged through me as my wolf thrashed beneath my skin. This old woman couldn’t possibly know what this amulet meant -what it represented.
To my shock, Evelyn’s reflexes were faster than I’d anticipated. Her maternal instincts lent her unexpected strength as she
grabbed the amulet back from me.
“How dare you!” 1 hissed, my face contorting with rage.
My wolf’s aggressive pheromones filled the stairwell as I struggled to control my mounting panic. That amulet was my lifeline to
Ethan the physical proof of our supposed childhood connection.
“Give that back immediately, you pathetic old she–wolf!” I demanded, my voice dripping with contempt.
I needed to intimidate her, to make her back down. I wheeled myself closer, using my position in the pack as a weapon.
“You and your daughter are nothing but omega trash in this pack!”
Evelyn clutched the amulet tightly, her eyes flashing with a mother’s defiance. Her voice remained steady despite her obviously
Tacing heart
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“This belongs to my daughter,” she said firmly. “It was given to her by her true mate when they were pups.”
Her words hit me like a physical blow.
I forced a scornful laugh, trying to dismiss her claim. “Another desperate ploy to steal what’s mine,” I sneered, though my heart
hammered in my chest.
This old woman was clearly helping Olivia fabricate some connection to Ethan’s past. It had to be a lie–a pathetic attempt to
strengthen Olivia’s position as Luna.
But as I studied Evelyn’s features more carefully in the dim light of the stairwell, something shifted in my perception. The shape
of her eyes, the determined set of her jaw–they seemed hauntingly familiar.
Horrified recognition dawned on me.
This was the she–wolf who had rescued the young Alpha heir after the hunter attack that had claimed his mother’s life. The same
attack that had temporarily blinded him and left him vulnerable.
This was the woman who had cared for “Ice–Eyes Alpha” and his companion–the young she–wolf who would later become.
Olivia Winters.
My wolf panicked beneath my skin, clawing and whimpering as the implications became clear. If Ethan discovered Olivia was his
childhood sweetheart–his first true mate–I would lose everything.
My status, Ethan’s protection, my privileged position in the Silvercrest Pack–all of it would vanish in an instant.
“You’re confused, old woman,” I said, fighting to keep my voice steady. “Age has clearly addled your mind.”
But Evelyn’s eyes held a clarity that terrified me. She knew the truth, and if she shared it with Olivia or Ethan, my carefully
constructed world would crumble.
I couldn’t let that happen. Not after everything I’d sacrificed to get here.
(Evelyn’s POV)
I saw the change in Victoria’s expression–the moment recognition turned to fear, then to cold calculation. My wolf urged me to retreat, sensing the dangerous shift in her demeanor.
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