Chapter 399
(Ethan’s POV)
Victoria Frost had descended into madness. Her spirit was completely shattered by the relentless torment from Regina Blackwater and the other inmates at Shadowfall Detention Center.
A professional psychological assessment confirmed her severe mental breakdown. Her behavior had become uncontrollable. The report recommended immediate transfer to Moonstone Psychiatric Facility.
Her wolf had retreated so deeply within her consciousness that it could no longer provide any protection or stability to her fractured mind. The once–proud she- wolf was now a broken shell of her former self.
I held the psychiatric assessment report in my hands. My amber eyes fell upon Victoria, who was huddled in the corner of Cell Block C.
She was disheveled and muttering incoherently to herself. Her once–perfect appearance was now marred by bruises and filth.
Victoria alternated between manic laughter and sudden weeping. Her face contorted with terror as she flailed her arms.
“Don’t come near me! Don’t hit me!” she screamed at invisible tormentors.
Then she would plead desperately. “It wasn’t me who killed you, it wasn’t me, don’t haunt me!”
Kneeling on the cold concrete floor, she caressed the empty ground. “Emma, I’m your mother,” she murmured tenderly to nothing.
In another fit, she banged her head against the stone wall. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” she chanted with brutal force…
Blood trickled down her forehead. She seemed oblivious to the pain, lost in her fractured reality.
When the detention guards intervened, she suddenly fixated on me with her damaged eyes. Her bloody face softened with a distorted affection.
“Ethan, have you come to mark me as your mate?” she asked desperately.
“Ethan, you promised you would bond with me, why haven’t you yet?”
I stared back, my expression unreadable. My wolf recoiled from her broken state, feeling only disgust and pity.
The report confirmed her complete mental collapse. If it was an act, it was a desperate attempt to escape the detention center.
She foolishiy believed a psychiatric facility would be a sanctuary. Perhaps she saw it as an opportunity for escape during transport.
“Since she’s mentally unstable, transfer her to Moonstone Psychiatric Facility,” I declared.
I left the detention center without another glance. My wolf was heavy with the weight of what Victoria had become.
Victoria was transferred to Moonstone Psychiatric Facility. Both Northern Territory Enforcers and my personal security team from Stone Pack Enterprises escorted her.
Back at my private office, Maxwell Chen reported to me. “Alpha King, during transport, Victoria feigned needing to use the restroom.”
“While being escorted there by the facility staff, she attempted to escape into the crowd of humans. She was immediately apprehended by our security detail.” “Understood,” I replied curtly.
Whether her madness was genuine or feigned, Victoria would have no chance of escape. Leaving the detention center for a psychiatric facility was simply the beginning of another nightmare.
For a sane person, being confined with the genuinely mentally ill would only lead to further psychological deterioration. Victoria had chosen her own hell.
1 reviewed the latest reports from the Lily Memorial Foundation. This was an organization I had established three years prior in memory of my deceased daughter. Lily had succumbed to kidney failure. The foundation provided financial and medical aid to werewolf pups suffering from similar conditions throughout the Northern Territories.
I intended to entrust the management of the Lily Memorial Foundation to Olivia Winters. It would honor our daughter’s memory while giving Olivia a meaningful purpose in her healing journey.
Perhaps through this foundation, I could begin to make amends for my failures as a father and mate. It was a small step toward redemption.
(Victoria’s POV)
I had successfully escaped the detention center, but I quickly realized my mistake. Feigning insanity would not make the guards relax their vigilance as I had hoped.
I hadn’t expected Ethan to maintain such close surveillance over me even in the psychiatric facility. His security team watched my every move.
Being locked up in Moonstone Psychiatric Facility made me understand the truth. The Alpha King truly had no intention of ever letting me go free This place was even more unbearable than Shadowfall Detention Center had been. The genuinely mentally ill patients were unpredictable and violent. After a week of agonizing torment among them, I feared I would actually lose my sanity permanently. The trony was not lost on me.
