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The morning sun cast long shadows across Sacred Moonlight Cemetery as I knelt before

Lily's tombstone. My weathered fingers traced the engraved name, the cold stone a stark

contrast to the warmth of my tears.

"My great-granddaughter," I whispered, memories flooding back like a broken dam.

Bernard stood respectfully behind me, his silence heavy with shared grief. I

closed my eyes,

remembering a conversation I'd overheard between Ethan and Olivia just before my spiritual

retreat.

"How is Lily?" Ethan had asked casually, as if inquiring about the weather. "I was thinking we

could have dinner together this weekend."

Olivia's face had remained carefully neutral. "She's fine. Just busy with school projects."

The memory twisted like a knife in my chest. Lily had been dead for months, yet Ethan spoke

as if she were alive. And Olivia had maintained the charade.

"She protected me from the truth," I realized aloud, my voice breaking. "Because of my

memory issues, she didn't want to cause me pain by telling me repeatedly that Lily was gone."

Bernard shifted uncomfortably. "Matriarch, perhaps we should return to the estate. This shock

isn't good for your health."

I ignored his concern, another memory surfacing-Olivia's haunted eyes whenever Lily was

mentioned, the careful way she redirected conversations. She had carried this burden alone.

feet. "How could he not know his own daughter

could he ask about her

were too terrible to contemplate. Had

that he hadn't even noticed

his

Alpha abandons his

remained silent, his eyes downcast. His loyalty to the

the Alpha,

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I commanded, my voice regaining its authority. "I will confront him here, at Lily's grave, where he cannot

(Matriarch Evelyn's POV)

cemetery gates, a

colors

voice seemed to

me, the emotional shock finally overwhelming my

caught me before I hit

immediately!" Bernard

faded to darkness as I was carefully lifted into

of Olivia's face, so brave despite her pain, and my grandson's betrayal of everything I

pack leadership

Imperial Gardens, Ethan knelt among

to mock his attempts

large hands, capable of commanding an entire pack, trembled as he gathered

nothing compared to

he broke

room, searching for a photograph,

truly known. But there was nothing-no pictures, no mementos, no trace of

in his

am I?" he

(Ethan's POV)

Lily's mug lay scattered across my palm, jagged edges cutting into my skin. I barely felt the pain, too consumed by the hollow ache in my

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