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In the next second, my mother's pupils suddenly dilated. Her chest heaved violently as she glared at Ethan with a fury I'd never seen before.

"You..." she rasped, her voice trembling with rage. The monitor beside her bed began beeping frantically as her heart rate spiked.

She tried to continue, to curse the man standing in the doorway, but her words caught in her

throat as she gasped for air.

"Mom!" I shouted, panic seizing my chest. "Doctor, quickly check on my mother!"

Dr. Harrison Fletcher had just turned to leave, but at my cry, he spun around. His expression

shifted from professional calm to urgent concern in an instant.

"Get her back in!" he ordered the nurses, who immediately began wheeling my mother's bed

back toward the emergency room.

The last thing I saw was my mother's face, contorted with hatred as she stared at Ethan. Then

the double doors swung shut, cutting her from my view.

I whirled around to face Ethan, rage boiling through my veins. His presence had triggered this.

His very existence had nearly killed my mother.

"Get out!" I hissed through clenched teeth, my hands balled into fists at my sides.

Ethan's amber eyes widened slightly. For once, the mighty Alpha King looked taken aback,

perhaps even guilty.

"If there's anything I can help with, call me anytime," he said quietly, his deep voice lacking its

usual commanding tone.

I didn't answer. I just stared at him, letting all my hatred and pain show in my eyes. My wolf snarled beneath my skin, wanting to lunge at the man who had brought us nothing but

suffering.

He held my gaze for a moment longer before turning away. I watched his broad shoulders disappear down the corridor, my body trembling with fury and fear.

Only when he was completely gone did I allow myself to collapse into the nearest chair, my

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head falling into my hands as tears threatened to spill over.

Lucas was beside me in an instant, his arm wrapping around my shoulders. The gentle

pressure of his hand as he patted my back was the only thing keeping me from falling apart

completely.

"This is my fault," I whispered, voice breaking. "I should have known she would recognize him."

"You couldn't have predicted this," Lucas said softly. "None of us considered it."

I shook my head, guilt crushing my chest. "She nearly died because I let him near her."

"Liv, listen to me," Lucas said firmly, turning me to face him. "Your mother is strong. She's

going to pull through this."

His gray eyes held mine, steady and reassuring.

An hour later, Dr. Fletcher emerged from the emergency room, looking tired but relieved.

"She's stable again," he informed us. "We've moved her to a private recovery room."

Relief washed over me like a wave. "Can I see her?"

He nodded. "Briefly. She needs rest, but she's asking for you."

My mother looked fragile against the white hospital sheets, but her eyes were clear when I

entered. The machines monitoring her vital signs beeped steadily, reassuringly. "I'm sorry," she whispered as I took her hand. "I didn't mean to frighten you."

"Don't apologize," I said, squeezing her fingers gently. "I should have warned you he might be

here."

She shook her head slightly. "That man... after what he did to you and Lily..."

"Shh," I soothed, not wanting her to upset herself again. "Don't think about him now. Just focus

on getting better."

The night grew late, and nurses came to check on my mother regularly. I refused to leave her

side, settling into the uncomfortable chair beside her bed.

"Go home, sweetheart, my mother urged, her voice weak but insistent. "You need proper rest."

you," I said

I am. But Lucas is waiting, and I'll

Come back in the morning when I'm

hesitated, torn between staying and acknowledging that she was right-I

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if anything changes?" I

Winters. We have your number as the

kissed my mother's forehead and prepared to leave. Lucas was waiting

tall frame leaning against the

he asked

"She's insisting

nodded. "Smart woman. Come on, I'll walk you to

(Ethan's POV)

the lower level of the medical den

impatiently against the steering wheel. My wolf paced restlessly beneath my

been unexpected but not incomprehensible. Of course

that had happened with Lily. Still, seeing that raw

deep within me-a place I usually

at the entrance caught my attention. Lucas

wrapped protectively around her shoulders. They paused at

as he pulled her

my angle, it looked like they were kissing. My vision

as my wolf

crushed the leather of the steering wheel,

indentations.

snarled.

though every instinct demanded I go tear them

my view.

had left, I exited my

into the

as I passed, sensing

rage.

found Dr. Harrison Fletcher reviewing charts

he greeted, bowing

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said, my voice

raging inside me. "Privately."

to his office, closing the door

I assist you, sir?" he

fixing him with a

to perform it."

cautiously. "Yes, sir. It's a

recovery."

the case," I stated, making it clear this was not a

due respect, Mrs.

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the implications," I cut him off. "But you

of interest, scheduling issues-I don't

one

performing that surgery."

for a

and concern.

I ask why, Alpha

forward, my voice dropping to a dangerous

know that

comes directly from me, and I expect my orders to

nodded. "As you

I straightened, adjusting my suit jacket. "And Dr. Fletcher?

conversation never

happened."

(Olivia's POV)

car, Lucas reached into

into my palm.

clear liquid that shimmered slightly in the

lot lights.

"What is it?"

“Put a few drops on your pillow. It's infused with moonstone essence-should

inhaled the gentle, soothing scent. "Thank

everything."

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expression warming his usually serious

first

of the essence on my pillow. The subtle fragrance filled my bedroom, easing some of the

quick message: "The essence is wonderful. Thank you again

being there today."

buzzed almost immediately, but it wasn't Lucas. Ethan's name

sending a jolt of

with Lucas Blackwood immediately. This is not

the message, my fingers hovering over

off my phone and

nightstand.

the day's turmoil, I fell into a deep, dreamless