Chapter 281
(Connor’s POV)
I forced my
battered body through the sterile corridors of the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, each step sending waves of pain through my broken ribs. The scent of antiseptic burned my sensitive wolf nose, but I pushed forward with single–minded
determination.
Reaching Victoria’s ward in the Healing Den, I paused to catch my breath. My wolf whimpered beneath my skin, urging me
rest, to heal. I ignored its pleas.
With trembling hands, I pushed the door open and stepped inside. The sharp smell of silver residue from Victoria’s self–inflicted
wound made my wolf recoil instinctively.
I locked the door behind me, leaning against it for support as my legs threatened to give way. Victoria lay in the hospital bed, her bandaged wrist prominently displayed on the white sheets,
“Where’s Emma?” I demanded, my voice rough with worry. “Is she alright now? Is she feeling very uncomfortable?”
My wolf paced anxiously beneath my skin, desperate for news about the young pup I’d grown to care for despite everything. Emma might not be my biological daughter, but my wolf had formed a protective bond with her that I couldn’t ignore.
Victoria remained suspiciously silent, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for hidden surveillance devices. Her wolf’s scent carried notes of paranola and fear.
Understanding her concern, I pushed myself away from the door and scanned the room with my enhanced werewolf senses. I listened for any electronic hums, sniffed for the telltale scent of recording equipment.
““There’s no one listening,” I assured her, my voice dropping to a whisper. “No recording devices either.”
Only then did Victoria relax slightly, though her wolf remained on edge. She adjusted her position in the bed, wincing as the movement disturbed her injured wrist.
“Emma is fine,” she finally said, her voice low. “She’s with Dorothy at Rosewood Haven.”
Relief washed over me, my wolf momentarily calming at the news. At least Emma was safe, away from all this chaos.
“Ethan came to see me after you left,” Victoria continued, unable to hide the bitterness in her scent. “He promised to continue caring for me and Emma despite everything.”
Her eyes flashed with a mixture of triumph and disappointment as she added, “He said he would take care of us for the rest of our
lives.”
I studied her face, noting the subtle signs of distress beneath her carefully composed expression. Something had happened. between her and Ethan–something that had shaken her confidence.
Despite my distrust of Alpha King Liban Stone, Helt a measu e of relief lowing Emma would be provided
d for. Whatever
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happened between the adults, at least the innocent pup wouldn’t suffer.
I leaned closer to Victoria, my eyes flashing with dangerous intent. My wolf growled softly, protective instincts overriding my
physical pain.
“Listen carefully,” I threatened, my voice barely audible. “If anything happens to Emma, I won’t spare you.”
Victoria’s eyes widened slightly, her wolf recognizing the genuine threat in my words. She knew I meant every word.
(Olivia’s POV)
The steering wheel felt cold beneath my white–knuckled grip as I drove aimlessly through Shadow Creek My wolf howled with
grief and rage beneath my skin, pushing dangerously close to the surface.
Connor’s betrayal replayed in my mind like a cruel loop. The evidence I had been counting on–the proof that would finally expose Victoria’s role in Lily’s death–had crumbled to dust before my eyes.
“Damn it!” I slammed my palm against the steering wheel, tears of frustration blurring my vision.
My wolf surged forward in response to my emotional turmoil, momentarily taking control. The car swerved dangerously, nearly colliding with an oncoming vehicle on Shadow Creek Highway.
The blaring horn snapped me back to reality. I jerked the wheel, narrowly avoiding the accident, and pulled over to the side of the
road..
My heart pounded in my chest as I fought to regain control I caught my reflection in the rearview mirror–my emerald eyes showed a dangerous wildness, my wolf too close to the surface.
“Control,” I whispered to myself, taking deep breaths until the feral gleam receded. “Control.”
I couldn’t afford to lose myself now, not when Lily still needed justice. Not when Victoria remained unpunished for her crimes.
After several minutes of focused breathing, I felt stable enough to continue driving. Instead of returning home, I headed to Canis
Enterprises. Work had always been my sanctuary, the one place where I could lose myself in something productive.
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