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A piercing scream shattered the evening quiet of the Stone Estate gardens. I whirled around to see Emma's small body plunging into the Moonlit Reflection Pool, water splashing violently as she disappeared beneath

the surface.

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Chapter 32: A Taste of Revenge

(Victoria's POV)

Where had Ethan disappeared to? I had only turned away for a moment to discuss the seating arrangement with Eleanor, and he'd vanished.

I smoothed my designer dress, irritation flickering across my features. This was supposed to be my night- the celebration of my triumph over Olivia at the Howling Moon Grand Hotel. Yet Ethan had wandered off

again.

"Have you seen Alpha Stone?" I asked a passing servant, my voice sweet but commanding.

The young wolf lowered her eyes respectfully. "I believe he went toward the kitchen, Mrs. Frost"

The kitchen? Understanding dawned on me. That's where Eleanor had sent Olivia

A malicious smile curved my lips as I gestured for Isabelle to follow me. “Let's go find our Alpha, shall we?"

Isabelle matched my stride, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "I can't believe that woman had the audacity

to touch Ethan like that in front of everyone."

"Desperation," I replied with a dismissive wave. "She knows she's losing him."

As we approached the kitchen, I slowed my steps, hearing the low rumble of Ethan's voice from within. Perfect. I wanted to catch them together-to see Olivia put in her place.

Inside the kitchen, Ethan's enhanced werewolf hearing picked up our approaching footsteps. His body tensed

against Olivia's as he recognized my scent.

Victoria's coming," he growled, his amber eyes flashing with warning.

Olivia's emerald gaze locked with his, defiance radiating from her slender frame. "Let her

Ethan released his grip on her arms, stepping back just enough to create distance between them. Olivia swayed slightly from the sudden loss of his support, her hand reaching for the counter to steady herself.

My heels clicked against the marble floor as I drew closer to the kitchen door. Just before I reached it, Olivia

made her move.

With deliberate slowness, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Ethan's muscular torso, pressing her body against his. His jaw tightened, eyes darkening with anger and something else-something that made my blood boil,

"Olivia Winters, don't mess around," he growled, the warning in his voice unmistakable.

But she didn't release him. Instead, her arms tightened around him as the swung open, reveang

kitchen door

their embrace to my shocked gaze.

I froze in the doorway, Isabelle gasping behind me.

Ethan's hands moved to Olivia's shoulders, pushing her away with barely contained frustration. His expression was thunderous as he turned to face me.

"Victoria," he said, his voice carefully controlled. "I was just leaving"

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Olivia quickly turned back to the cutting board, resuming her work as if nothing had happened. But I wasn't fooled. I noticed how Ethan's shirt was partially unbuttoned, revealing a small red mark on his collarbone

My eyes narrowed to dangerous slits. That mark hadn't been there earlier.

Isabelle noticed it too, her face contorting with rage. "You shameless woman!" she exploded, storming past me toward Olivia. "How dare you try to seduce the Alpha King right under our noses!"

Olivia continued chopping venison, her movements precise and controlled. "I don't know what you're talking

about, Isabelle."

"You worthless woman” Isabelle snarled, stepping closer. "Everyone knows he doesn't want you anymore.

You're just embarrassing yourself!"

warning, Olivia turned and shoved a heaping spoonful of salt directly into Isabelle's open mouth. Isabelle's eyes widened

Olivia said calmly. "I thought you needed something to go

coughed, spitting salt onto the pristine kitchen floor. With a final hateful glare, she

watched the scene unfold with an unreadable expression. Then, without a

out, brushing past

glaring daggers at Olivia's back. The tension between us crackled like electricity

think you've won something." I hissed, my perfect composure slipping. "But we both know

absorbed by the meal preparation. The dismissal only fueled

anger.

little game you're playing-it won't work," I continued, my voice dropping

my heels striking the floor like punctuation marks to

work. She raised trembling fingers to her

(Olivia's POV)

precise. The tender meat was perfectly seared, complemented

family at the dining table. I couldn't bear to watch Victoria simper at Ethan while Emma played the

about the rare healing plants she cultivated here. Though she was away visiting

beside a patch of moonlight herbs, gently removing weeds

plants. The familiar scent of the herbs calmed

now? How

my brief moment of tranquility.

An

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among the plants.

attention," I replied evenly "Unlike some people who receive more than

circled around me, her designer heels sinking slightly into the soft garden soil. That little display in the kitchen

silent, focusing on a stubborn weed

anyone was fooled?" she continued, her voice dripping with disdain. "Everyone knows

herbs, but I kept my

couldn't

meeting her cold blue

say?"

curved into a cruel smile. "You heard me. Poor little Lily, gone

rage. Roland Warner's dying words

no right to speak her name," I said, my voice dangerously quiet.

lose your daughter,

under Ethan's protection. The daughter

slap echoed through the garden like a thunderclap, the force of it snapping Victoria's head to the

manicured hand flew to her reddening cheek, shock written across her

her off

ice.

just the beginning!" I warned, my

stunned in the

through my veins. It was

I heard small

happened?" Emma's

I could imagine Victoria gathering Emma into her

the child as both

and weapon.

nothing, sweetheart, Victoria soothed, but her

breeze. "That mean lady hurt Mommy, but don't worry. We'll make

too quiet for me to hear, but I felt a chill run down my spine nonetheless. Victoria

(Emma's POV)

lady walk away from my mommy. Her red handprint was

cheek, and it made my tummy feel all twisted

to hurt my

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hugging Mommy tight. Til make her cry like

cry."

her fingers

such things"

she didn't really mean it. Her eyes

to practice

I said, pulling away from her embrace.

arm, her eyes suddenly

planning?"

one that always

"Nothing bad, Mommy, I

my arm. "Be