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I scanned the crowded terminal, searching for Emma's familiar face among the returning campers. Something in the air felt different-a scent, perhaps, or just an inexplicable feeling that made my wolf stir.

Just as I looked up, a group of elderly travelers walked past, chatting and laughing. Their tour guide, Wesley Hartman, held a small flag above his head, momentarily blocking my view of the opposite side of the terminal.

"This way, please! Stay together!" Wesley called out, his voice carrying over the airport noise.

As the group passed, I caught a glimpse of something-someone-that made my heart skip. A woman with chestnut hair, her hand clasped in another's. Before I could focus, they disappeared into the crowd.

"Daddy~!"

A sweet voice cut through my thoughts. Emma was running toward me, her blonde hair bouncing with each step, her face lit up with excitement.

I half-squatted, ignoring the twinge in my side where the scar from Olivia's knife remained, and caught Emma as she launched herself into my arms.

"Daddy, I miss you so much!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around my neck.

I lifted her, breathing in her familiar scent. "I missed you too, princess."

In the two years since Olivia's disappearance, Emma had become even more attached to me. What had started as Victoria's orchestration-Emma's attempts to please me-had evolved

into genuine affection. She truly saw me as her father now.

"Did you have fun at camp?" I asked, setting her down but keeping hold of her hand.

Emma nodded enthusiastically. "I won first place in the tracking competition! Miss Parker said

I have natural talent!"

Speaking of Miss Parker, the training den teacher approached us with a polite smile. "Alpha

King Stone, it's good to see you."

"Miss Parker," I acknowledged with a nod. "I trust Emma behaved herself?"

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"She was exemplary," Miss Parker replied, maintaining the respectful distance appropriate when addressing an Alpha. "Her skills are developing impressively."

I noticed Emma watching this interaction with pride, her chin lifted slightly as she observed the deference shown to me by other parents who passed by. She enjoyed being the Alpha's daughter, even if not by blood.

"Thank you for taking care of her," I said to Miss Parker, who bowed slightly before departing.

Emma tugged on my hand. "Daddy, where's Mommy?"

Before I could answer, a familiar voice called out from behind us.

"Emmy!"

Emma's face lit up as she spotted Victoria. "Mommy!" She pulled me toward where Victoria sat in her wheelchair, looking elegant despite her disability.

Victoria smiled warmly at Emma, then looked up at me with those eyes that had

once

captivated me. "I couldn't wait at home. I haven't seen Emmy for half a month, I miss her."

She reached for Emma, who hugged her carefully, mindful of not disturbing her mother's

paralyzed legs.

"Don't worry," Victoria added, her voice softer as she met my gaze. "I don't care about other

people's opinions anymore."

The unspoken message was clear-she didn't care if people judged her for appearing in public

with me, the Alpha whose mate had supposedly died. Her eyes held what appeared to be

genuine love.

to face anything," she continued. "Even

her wheelchair.

(Cassandra's POV)

the touching

and little Emma-they looked like the perfect

wheelchair.

beautiful together?" my friend whispered beside

Victoria adjusted Emma's hair with maternal tenderness. In the

transformed her public image, becoming a moderately famous crystal designer with

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followers knew everything-her childhood connection with Ethan, their five- year

marriage to Olivia Winters, and their unwavering bond despite all

Stone and his chosen partner, I believe in true

moved by their devotion.

and handsome as Stone, and Miss Frost is

a question forming. "If he values her so

been two years since

friend replied, lowering her voice.

were exceptionally close, and pack tradition demands

noticed Victoria's knuckles whitening as she

have overheard us.

woman," my friend continued, oblivious to Victoria's reaction. "Even in

delays their happiness."

(Olivia's POV)

felt a chill run down my spine as I overheard the conversation. Grandmother Evelyn was

because his grip on my hand tightened.

alright?" he asked quietly.

in my throat. We were walking past the group

stance beside Victoria's wheelchair, Emma's adoring gaze up at him-was a cruel reminder of everything I had lost. My

called softly, his gray eyes filled

breath, steadying myself. Two years of therapy

they had taught me to

my voice steadier than

I knew he was

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had perished in the river, hearing her voice had

through the night to reach the

disbelieving until he saw her standing

had explained that night over tea. "Time to heal from my psychological wounds.

jagged lines that told the story her calm words concealed. Evidence of attempts to

He had pulled her into his arms, holding

sorry," he had whispered.

"It's all

surprised him. Olivia had reunited with her mother, Evelyn Winters, who had spent years searching for her daughter after they were

due to the trauma she had experienced, Evelyn had recognized her daughter

the brink when nothing else could. Her mother had been her anchor, her reason to

had been prompted by Evelyn's

that required

available

guided Olivia to his waiting car. "I

Sacred

Cemetery first," he

her eyes distant. "Yes. I need

cemetery frequently during

discovered that,

cruel deception, Lily's grave remained undisturbed, her