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"Mrs. Stone," I tried again. "Are you hurt?"

She finally looked at me, her eyes focusing slightly. "He let Lily die," she whispered. "He chose

Emma over our daughter."

Before I could respond, the medical team burst through the door. Dr. Harold Bennett led the

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team, his experienced eyes quickly assessing the situation.

"Get him stabilized for transport," Dr. Bennett ordered his team. "The silver is preventing

healing. We need to flush the wound immediately."

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As they worked on Alpha Ethan, I noticed his eyes flutter open. Despite his weakened state,

his voice carried the unmistakable command of an Alpha.

"Maxwell," he rasped. "Don't call the Enforcers."

Dr. Bennett looked up sharply. "Alpha, this is an attempted murder-"

"No," Ethan interrupted, his voice weak but firm. "Olivia is innocent. This stays within the pack.

Absolute secrecy."

The medical team exchanged glances but knew better than to question a direct order from

their Alpha.

"Maxwell," Ethan continued, his voice fading as the sedatives took effect. "Call Lucas

Blackwood. Tell him to take care of Olivia."

His eyes closed as he slipped into unconsciousness, leaving me with the impossible task of explaining this situation to one of the most powerful Alphas in the Northern Territory.

looked at Mrs. Stone, still sitting in shock with blood drying on her hands, and wondered what could have possibly happened to

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me, I knew I was in trouble. My designer heels

I screamed, arms flailing as I tried

urn I'd been taunting her with. The cracked

one terrifying moment, I was falling through open air. My stomach lurched as

protruding tree branch growing from the side of

screamed, looking up at the edge where Olivia stood. "Olivia,

she wasn't even looking at me. Her attention was fixed on the scattered ashes being carried away by

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at best. My manicured nails dug

one as

had already turned away, clutching the empty urn

chest.

under my weight. I tried to swing my legs up to

the movement only weakened

broke, and I felt myself falling again. This time,

1. me.

knocked the

intense that black

my body wouldn't respond. The last

slipped away was the moon shining coldly above me,

my

suffering.

know how long I lay there, drifting in and out of consciousness. The

despite the numbness spreading through my

was filtering through the trees

god, there's someone down

services!" a male

for help, but only a

next few hours passed in a blur of pain

neck and back. The jarring ambulance ride to Silvercrest Pack Medical

faces grim as they examined