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Silvercrest Pack, on her knees before me."

I swallowed hard, forcing down my pride. "Victoria, I'll do anything. Just don't harm her ashes."

Victoria looked down at me, savoring the moment of triumph. I could see the memory of her own humiliation at this very cemetery burning in her eyes-where I had forced her to kowtow to Lily's grave after discovering she had desecrated it.

"Anything?" Victoria's eyes gleamed with malicious delight. "Then bow to me. Not just kneel. Kowtow. Touch your forehead to the ground."

Without hesitation, I bent forward, pressing my forehead against the cold earth. My wolf, driven by maternal instinct, accepted the humiliation without protest. "Again," Victoria commanded, her voice cruel with pleasure. "Lower this time."

I complied, bending until my face pressed harder against the rough ground. "Again!"

Each time I rose, she demanded another bow. Again and again, I kowtowed, my forehead scraping against small stones and twigs. I felt my skin break, but I didn't stop. Warm blood

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trickled down my face, crimson droplets staining the sacred ground as my wolf surrendered completely to maternal instinct.

"How does it feel, Olivia?" Victoria taunted. "To be nothing. To have nothing. Not even your

dignity."

I remained silent, focusing only on the urn in her hands. Nothing else mattered.

"Your precious daughter is dead, your mate prefers me, and now you're bleeding at my feet."

Her laughter echoed through the cemetery. "This is exactly where you belong."

Victoria finally told me to stop, her lips curved in a satisfied smile. She placed Lily's

Moonwood Ceremonial Urn on the ground between us.

"Thank you," I whispered, reaching for it.

Before my fingers could touch the sacred vessel, Victoria deliberately stepped on

it with her designer heel. The sound of cracking wood echoed through the night like a gunshot.

“No!" I screamed, lunging forward.

Victoria pressed harder, the delicate wood splintering under her weight.

"You couldn't protect Lily in life, and you can't protect her in death," Victoria taunted cruelly.

My hands hovered helplessly as she ground her heel against the precious urn. My wolf howled in anguish, the sound trapped in my chest.

venomous whisper. "Did you

blood turning

she continued, her eyes glittering with malice. "That kidney donor that was supposed to save Lily? Ethan redirected

to tilt

Victoria smirked. "Why do you think Emma recovered so quickly from her illness while Lily

surgery?"

desperate days,

disappearance of the donor we had waited months to

your frantic calls during Lily's surgery while he

words designed to shatter what remained of my will to live. "Even now,

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a dagger to my heart. I remembered how Ethan had been absent during Lily's final hours, how he had claimed to be caught

but the denial sounded hollow even to my own

Victoria insisted. "Ask him yourself if you don't believe me. Watch his

by Victoria's revelation about Ethan's role in Lily's death and her relentless taunts, I momentarily lost my will to fight. My wolf retreated deep

with silent sobs as the full weight of betrayal crushed me. The man I had loved, the father of my child, had chosen another woman's daughter

to leave. "Goodbye, Olivia. Enjoy what's left of

walked away, something shifted inside me. A sudden surge of rage ignited within my chest, burning away

off guard. She stumbled backward, her high

she screamed, arms flailing as she

her foot accidentally kicked Lily's damaged Moonwood Ceremonial

completely.

a rocky outcrop. Victoria, still struggling for balance, followed

to the steep

she

frozen, watching as the urn

night air. Victoria's scream echoed through the cemetery as she fell over

cried out,

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see Victoria below, moaning and clutching her ankle, but my eyes were

by the gentle night breeze. My hands trembled as I tried desperately to gather what remained,

wolf howled in distress as I watched

the empty, damaged urn

mixing with the blood from my wounded

consumed by grief, I pulled out

as I told him I

His voice sounded slurred. "What's

see you," I repeated, my voice

Manor, sighed heavily.

arrived, he found me standing by the cemetery