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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!"

and shoved a heaping spoonful of salt directly into Isabelle's open mouth. Isabelle's

you needed something to go

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

with an unreadable expression. Then, without a word, he

walked out, brushing past

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

perfect composure slipping. "But we both know

her focus seemingly absorbed by the meal preparation.

anger.

my voice dropping

and left, my heels striking the floor like punctuation

She raised trembling fingers to her lips, wiping away the lingering presence of Ethan

(Olivia's POV)

movements deliberate and precise. The tender meat was perfectly seared, complemented by a reduction of moonlight

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

Luna had always shown me kindness, teaching me about the rare healing plants she cultivated here. Though she was away visiting relatives, tending

patch of moonlight herbs, gently removing weeds

The familiar scent of the

gardener now? How

voice shattered my brief moment of tranquility. I didn't look up,

An

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among the plants.

need attention," I replied evenly "Unlike some

the soft garden soil. That little

silent, focusing on a

her voice dripping

herbs, but

couldn't

meeting her

say?"

cruel smile. "You heard me. Poor

rage. Roland Warner's dying words echoed in my mind:

I said, my voice dangerously quiet.

lose your

thrives under Ethan's protection.

like a thunderclap, the force

to her reddening

gasped, but I cut her off by stepping closer, my emerald

ice.

is just the beginning!" I warned, my voice barely

stunned in the garden. My

coursed through my veins. It was

small footsteps running

What happened?" Emma's childish voice called

could imagine Victoria

child as

and weapon.

her voice

hurt Mommy, but don't worry. We'll make her

chill run down my spine nonetheless. Victoria was dangerous enough, but I'd learned that her daughter

(Emma's POV)

walk away from my mommy. Her

made my tummy feel

allowed to hurt

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Mommy tight. Til make

cry."

stroked my hair, her fingers

such things"

she didn't really mean it. Her eyes looked different-the same

did when she told me to

said, pulling away from her embrace.

her eyes suddenly worried. "Emma, what

planning?"

sweetest smile, the one that always

bad,

then released my arm. "Be