(Victoria’s POV)
I could see the murderous rage in Ethan’s eyes, but I refused to give up. I had spent too many years building this life to let it slip
away now.
“I found the jade pendant when I was seven,” I said, forcing tears into my eyes. “I didn’t know what it meant at first.”
My wolf projected distress pheromones, a trick that had always worked on Ethan before.
“When you saw me wearing it and called me Little Orange, I was confused,” I continued, my voice breaking strategically. “But
you were so kind to me, so protective.”
I reached for his hand, but he jerked away as if my touch burned him.
“I wanted to tell you the truth,” I pleaded. “But I was afraid. And then, as time passed, it became harder and harder to confess.”
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I glanced at Olivia, then back to Ethan. “I was always going to return the identity if the real Little Orange appeared. I swear it!”
A cold laugh cut through my performance. Evelyn Winters was staring at me with contempt.
“Did you really mean to return the identity?” she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “When you found out the truth from my
mouth, you tried to kill me by pushing me down the Moonlit Hospital Stairwell!”
My wolf retreated deeper within me, sensing the danger of exposure. I hadn’t expected Evelyn to recover, let alone remember
that incident.
“That’s not true!” I cried desperately. “I would never do such a thing!”
I turned back to Ethan, whose amber eyes had darkened with fury.
“Ethan, please,” I begged. “You know me. You’ve known me for over a decade. Are you going to believe a woman you barely
remember from your childhood over me?”
I crawled from my wheelchair to his feet, sobbing and clutching at his trouser leg. After so many years together, surely he would
choose me over a half–year connection from his childhood.
“I love you,” I whispered, reaching up to him. “Everything I did, I did for us. For our future.”
I pulled myself up, intending to throw myself into his arms–to remind him of all the times he had held me, comforted me,
protected me.
(Ethan’s POV)
She reached out, her fingers brushing against my leg. The touch sent revulsion coursing through me.
Without thinking, I lifted my foot and kicked her hard. My amber eyes blazed with Alpha fury, my wolf surging to the surface in a
protective rage for my true mate and the mother who had saved me. T
The force of the kick sent Victoria sprawling across the parking lot pavement. Her wolf whimpered in pain and submission as she
landed in an undignified heap.
The gathered pack members watched in stunned silence as I finally turned against the she–wolf I had protected for so long. The pack bonds hummed with the shock of this dramatic reversal.
“Don’t touch me,” I growled, my voice barely recognizable even to my own ears. “Don’t ever touch me again.”
Victoria stared up at me, her face a mask of disbelief and terror. For the first time, she was seeing me as I truly was—not as the Alpha she could manipulate, but as the enemy she had created through her own deception.
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Her wolf retreated deep within her in submission and despair, unable to face the finality of my decision. The she–wolf who had
manipulated an entire pack was reduced to a broken shell at my feet.
Thunder rumbled overhead, and the sky darkened with approaching storm clouds. The weather seemed to mirror the turbulent emotions swirling through the parking lot.
Dr. Harrison Fletcher hurried to Evelyn Winters‘ side, his medical instincts taking over as he assessed her condition with
practiced efficiency.
“It’s about to rain,” he warned, glancing at the threatening sky. “You’ve just woken up–you can’t risk a chill. Let’s go back to the
medical den and recover first.”
His professional demeanor couldn’t quite mask his concern for the elderly she–wolf. He adjusted her blanket with gentle hands.
“Ethan knows the truth now,” he added, his voice softening. “He won’t let Victoria get away with this.”
Both Olivia and James Knight knelt down beside Evelyn, their faces etched with worry. Their wolves projected concern through
protective pheromones that wrapped around the frail woman like an invisible shield.
“Mom, please,” Olivia pleaded, her emerald eyes bright with unshed tears. “Let’s get you back to the medical den. You need rest.”
I approached them with visible tension, my Alpha presence subdued by the crushing weight of guilt. My wolf whined with
genuine remorse, ears flattened in submission.
“Mother Winters,” I said, my voice hoarse with emotion, “trust me, I won’t let you and Liv down again.”
The promise felt inadequate against the magnitude of my failures, but it was all I could offer in that moment. My wolf projected
sincerity, desperate to make amends for years of blindness.
Seated in her wheelchair, Evelyn glared at me with deep resentment. Though physically frail, her aged wolf was still powerful enough to project disapproval that made even my Alpha wolf want to retreat.
“You’d better be worthy of Lily’s spirit in the ancestral hunting grounds!” she warned through gritted teeth.
The mention of my daughter’s name sent a fresh wave of agony through me. Lily–the innocent pup who had paid the ultimate price for my blindness.
Exhaustion finally overtook Evelyn, and she closed her eyes. Her body had been pushed past its limits by the ordeal, her wolf retreating to conserve what little strength remained.
Olivia’s face creased with worry as she watched her mother’s energy fade. Without another word to me, she nodded to James and
Dr. Fletcher.
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