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(Eleanor's POV)

I sat rigidly in my chair, glaring at Olivia Winters with undisguised contempt. The Stone Ancestral Hall's cold atmosphere matched the ice in my veins as I watched her stand before me, her shoulders squared despite

her precarious position.

How I loathed this woman. This nobody who had somehow ensnared my nephew and gained a position she didn't deserve.

"You have nothing to say for yourself?" I demanded, my voice echoing against the stone walls

Olivia pressed her lips together, swallowing whatever justification she might have offered Smart girl. Nothing she could say would matter anyway

Ethan had made his choice clear. Victoria Frost and her daughter Emma were his priority now, not this pathetic excuse for a Luna who couldn't even protect her own child.

"Your silence speaks volumes," I said, rising from my seat. "You know you're guilty."

Victoria stood beside me, her perfect features arranged in an expression of righteous indignation. She had played her part flawlessly, as always.

"To think you would target an innocent child," I continued, circling Olivia like a predator. "A child who has just undergone a kidney transplant, no less."

she stood alone against

enjoying how

(Isabelle's POV)

excitement. Finally, after years of watching this nobody steal my brother's attention and my grandmother's affection,

commanded, savoring the word on

defiance igniting my rage. Who did she think

said kneel!" I repeated,

she still refused, I delivered a swift kick to the back of her knees. The satisfying sound

sent a thrill

forcing her to stay down. Her emerald eyes glared up

that matched

to Eleanor with barely contained glee, "shall we proceed with the

fixed on Olivia's

gleaming in the dim light of the ancestral hall. The ancient runes carved into

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high, then brought it down across

sound of wood striking

echoed through the

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