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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.

whisper. "Did you know your

blood turning to ice.

donor that was supposed to save Lily? Ethan redirected it to

tilt beneath me. "You're

you think Emma recovered so quickly from her illness while Lily withered away? Why do

surgery?"

raced back to those desperate days, the frantic calls to

the donor we had waited months to

frantic calls during Lily's surgery while he was

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

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absent during Lily's final hours, how he had claimed to be caught in an important meeting. The pieces were falling into place with devastating

I whispered, but the denial sounded

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

momentarily lost my will to fight. My wolf retreated deep within, curling into itself as if mortally

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

believing her work was done, turned to leave. "Goodbye, Olivia. Enjoy what's left of your

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

Victoria with unexpected strength, catching her completely off guard. She

as she tried to regain

her foot accidentally kicked Lily's damaged

completely.

through me as I watched the urn roll toward the edge of a rocky outcrop. Victoria, still struggling for balance, followed it, her eyes wide with fear as she

she was to the

me!" she shrieked,

frozen, watching as the urn tipped over the edge,

the cemetery as she fell over the edge

I cried out, rushing

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

trembled

in distress as I watched the last physical remnants

the darkness. I clutched the empty, damaged urn to my

and mixing with the blood from my

pulled out my phone

I told him I needed

His voice sounded slurred. "What's

to see you," I repeated, my voice devoid of

clearly drunk at Moonlight Manor, sighed heavily. "I'll send Maxwell

Chen arrived, he found me standing by the cemetery