Chapter 326
(Ethan’s POV)
“Bang–Bang-”
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The sickening sound of Victoria’s forehead striking the concrete floor echoed through the air. Blood streamed down her face, blurring her vision as she continued to bash her head against the ground.
Her wolf whimpered in agony do anything to save
th each impact, but she didn’t stop. The desperation of a mother willing i
her child drove her beyond pain.
“Victoria!” I rushed forward, crouching beside her trembling form.
As I reached for her, she released her grip on her wheelchair. Her paralyzed legs couldn’t support even a kneeling position, and she collapsed bonelessly into my arms.
Her face was a shocking sight–streaked with blood and tears, her blue eyes wild with desperation. She weakly clutched my arm,
her fingers digging into my sleeve.
“Ethan, don’t be angry, I’m fine,” she whispered, her voice frail. “For Emma, not just bowing my head to Olivia, even if I had to
trade my life, I’d willingly do it.”
She turned her bloodied face toward Olivia, who stood watching with cold emerald eyes.
“Olivia, will you let James Knight save Emma now?” Victoria pleaded. “I’ve done as you asked, I’ve submitted and begged…”
Her wolf’s distress pheromones filled the air around us, mingling with the metallic scent of blood. The display was raw, primal a mother’s desperate plea for her child’s life.
I gently tried to lift Victoria from the floor, but she resisted, determined to maintain her submissive posture.
“If it is not enough, I can keep going,” she sobbed, tears cutting clean tracks through the blood on her face. “I’ll keep submitting until I break my head, as long as you’ll save Emma!”
She made another move to bash her head against the concrete, but I pulled her back into my arms, restraining her.
“Ethan, let me beg Olivia,” she cried, struggling against my hold. “I have no other way! Dr. Jonathan Rivers said every day we wait, it gets more dangerous. I can’t lose Emina
Her words dissolved into ragged sobs as she continued to plead with Olivia for mercy.
I looked up at my mate, searching for any sign of compassion in her face. But Olivia’s emerald eyes remained icy, her wolf utterly unmoved by Victoria’s bloody desperation.
The realization hit me with painful clarity–no amount of submission would move Olivia. Het hatred ran too deep. Even if Victoria died at her feet today, she would not yield.
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In my mind, Olivia was using this opportunity for her own catharsis, to humiliate and torment Victoria without any intention of
helping Emma.
I found it excessive, cruel even. With firm hands, I set Victoria back in her wheelchair, holding her down to prevent further self-
harm.
“Wanwan,” I said, turning to Olivia, the weight of Emma’s condition heavy in my voice. “Whatever grudges exist between adults
shouldn’t involve the pup. Emma is innocent. She’s only seven, just like Lily…”
The moment Lily’s name left my lips in the same breath as Emma’s, something changed in Olivia’s expression. A deeper coldnes entered her gaze, her wolf bristling visibly beneath her skin.
I realized too late my mistake–comparing her lost daughter to the child she saw as her replacement had reopened wounds that had never truly healed
James Knight stepped forward, his hazel eyes flashing with his wolf’s rage.
“Ethan Stone, are you even human?” he spat, aiming a kick at me that I barely dodged. “You’re comparing that scheming brat Emma to beautiful, sweet Lily–who do you think you’re fooling? She doesn’t deserve it!”
His russet–brown wolf surged beneath his skin, hackles raised in fury.
“A pup raised by a vicious she–wolf can only turn out rotten,” he continued, venom dripping from every word. “Only someone blinded by moon madness would think she’s innocent! Who kept wronging and hurting Lily again and again? I can’t wait for the day you finally see through this mother and daughter!”
I swallowed my retort, my face darkening with anger. This wasn’t about James or his opinions–it was about saving Emma’s life.
“James Knight,” I said, my voice shifting from pleading to businesslike, “if you agree to donate your kidney to Emma, you can name your price–I’ll do whatever you ask.”
