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(Victoria's POV)

I adjusted my dark sunglasses and pulled my hood lower over my face as I

watched from my

hidden position near the playground. The disguise was simple but effective-no one at the

Crescent Moon Training Den would recognize me.

My eyes narrowed as I spotted Emma playing alone near the swings. She looked so small, so

vulnerable. Perfect.

I'd already done my part, whispering poisonous words to the Timber Triplets earlier. Those three young wolves were known troublemakers, and it hadn't taken much to set them against

Emma.

"I heard her mother's just the Alpha's mistress," I'd told them, my voice dripping with false

sympathy. "Poor Emma doesn't even have a real father. Just a half-breed with no place in the

pack."

Now I watched as they approached my daughter, their young faces twisted with cruel intent. My wolf purred with satisfaction inside me. Everything was going according to plan.

"Hey, half-breed!" the tallest triplet called out to Emma. "Where's your Alpha daddy today? Oh

wait, you don't have one!"

Emma's head snapped up, her small face hardening. "I do have a father!"

The triplets circled her like predators, pushing her until she fell to the ground. Emma's palms scraped against the rough pavement, but she didn't cry. She remembered my lessons well-l

hated tears.

"Liar!" one of the triplets sneered. "Everyone knows your mom's just the Alpha's W***e!"

I saw Emma's face flush with anger. My daughter might be young, but she had inherited my temper. Her small wolf stirred beneath her skin, responding to her emotions.

"My father loves me and my mother!" Emma shouted, lunging at the nearest triplet.

I smiled behind my disguise. She was playing her part perfectly, even though she had no idea

was in a play

fight escalated quickly. Emma was brave, but she was outnumbered. The triplets

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down again, harder this time. One of them kicked her in the side, and I heard

pained gasp.

a home-wrecker!" they taunted. "And you're

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my daughter was beaten. The kick to her spleen was

needed. My wolf's

finally noticed the commotion and rushed over, her face

alarm.

she shouted, pulling the

lay curled on the ground, clutching her side. There was dirt

but she still refused to cry

Parker

head, her face contorted with

Miss Parker said, helping

a nearby trash can before hurrying back to my car. By the time my phone rang, I was already driving back

expression carefully arranged

Frost? This is Miss Parker from Crescent Moon Training

"What happened? Is she

was attacked by some other pups. She's in the

right there!" I exclaimed, injecting just the

ended the call and allowed myself a small, satisfied smile. My wolf purred

a perfect mask of maternal concern. My wolf projected protective energy as I

I cried, rushing to embrace my daughter who sat on

winced at my touch but didn't pull away. Her eyes were still dry, but her face was pale

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expression grave. "I'm

front of her. "I've examined Emma, but I'm concerned about the blow to her side. I recommend taking

a more

filling with perfectly timed tears. "Of course. Her father

I

flicker across Miss Parker's face at my mention of Emma's father. Good. Word

of my daughter now," I declared, lifting Emma carefully into

as I carried her out to the car. Once we were alone, she finally let out a small whimper

hurts," she whispered, her small wolf

not to comfort her, but to make

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