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Victoria's legs were useless, dragging on the ground like dead weight as I pulled her across the private dining room floor by her hair. Her perfectly styled blonde locks twisted in my grip as she whimpered pathetically.

"Not so powerful now, are you?" I whispered, my voice eerily calm.

I gripped Victoria's hair tighter with one hand, my other hand firmly holding the back of her neck. With werewolf strength, I slammed her head against the wall with a resounding "Bang!"

The impact left Victoria dazed, her forehead immediately bruising but not bleeding. I didn't want blood evidence.

"That's for Lily," I hissed.

I threw her to the floor with a force that made her body bounce slightly before settling. Her designer dress twisted around her paralyzed legs.

Victoria's eyes widened with rage. She tried to curse at me, but the cloth gag muffled her words into unintelligible sounds. Her manicured nails clawed at the hardwood floor as she desperately tried to drag herself toward the door.

Her bodyguards were just outside. If she could reach them...

I kicked her away with a swift movement, sending her sprawling back across the floor.

"Going somewhere?" I asked, walking calmly to the door and locking it.

Victoria's eyes tracked my every move, terror replacing her initial anger. She knew what was

coming.

I turned back to her, my emerald eyes cold and calculating. This wasn't the emotional

breakdown she'd witnessed at Lily's grave. This was methodical retribution.

The first kick landed on her ribs, careful not to break them but hard enough to make her curl

into herself. I followed with a series of slaps, each one precise and controlled.

"Two years," I said, punctuating each word with another slap. "Two years I've waited for this

moment."

I was careful with my assault, targeting painful but non-crippling spots. I didn't need to

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permanently damage her-her paralysis had already done that. This was about power.

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The power dynamic had shifted drastically. Two years ago, Victoria had stood over me at my daughter's grave, taunting me about my grief while I collapsed in tears. Now, I was in control.

I crouched down, gripping Victoria's jaw with enough force to make her wince.

"Victoria Frost, you really couldn't wait, could you?" I said mockingly. "You had to come find me, just like you did at Lily's grave."

Her eyes widened at the mention of my daughter.

"I know what you're doing," I continued, my voice dropping to a whisper. “Trying to

provoke me, just like before. Preying on my grief for Lily."

Victoria tried to shake her head, but my grip was too tight.

that

(Victoria's POV)

searching for the unstable grief I'd exploited two years ago. Instead, I found something far more terrifying-clarity.

wasn't the emotional wreck who had collapsed at her daughter's grave. This Olivia had recovered from her mental illness, and that made

my cheek again, the slap echoing in the private dining

again, she struck me until her own palm was red from the

but only muffled

cheeks-not from emotion, but from

every time you called Emma 'our daughter' in front of Ethan,"

another blow.

snapped to the side

donor," she continued, her voice still

she delivered another slap.

about that? Panic surged through

she said, leaning close to my ear, "is for trying to kill

until I was sobbing through the gag, my

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helpless,

outside the door caught

Stone has arrived," one of my bodyguards

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toward the door, then back at me. With a swift movement, she removed

saw my chance for

I spat, blood and saliva

immediate-another powerful kick that sent pain radiating through

torso.

the door, my wolf instincts driving me to seek protection from the Alpha. My legs dragged uselessly behind me, a constant

voice breaking. "Ethan,

door shuddered as something-or someone-slammed against it

voice called, concern evident in

the door flew open, kicked in by Ethan's Alpha

amber eyes taking

(Ethan's POV)

that greeted me froze my blood. Victoria lay on

wheelchair had been pushed against the far wall, deliberately out of

standing over her, calm and

you done?" I demanded, rushing to Victoria's

trembling hands, her fingers clutching at my

attacked me... I couldn't

her into my arms, careful not to cause her further pain. Her body felt fragile against my chest, and she buried her face in my neck, her tears wet against my

so much," she sobbed, her voice breaking in a way that made my protective

flare.

in her wheelchair, making sure she was secure before turning

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Olivia.

her emerald eyes meeting

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already crippled," I said, my voice low

Olivia's eyes-a cold realization that chilled me to the

said, her voice soft but cutting. "Two years in a wheelchair

words struck me like physical blows. Before I could respond, the doorway darkened

situation in an instant. Without hesitation,

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