The Alpha King is unavailable 272

Chapter 272

(Third person's POV)

"You believe me... I really didn't... You know me, how could I be such a vicious person?" Victoria Frost cried, each word laced with

wounded vulnerability.

Her pale face was streaked with tears, her eyes wide and pleading as she looked up at Ethan Stone. The Alpha King's face remained impassive as he carefully wrapped a bandage around her severely burned wrist.

The silver-edged wound smoked slightly, resisting her natural werewolf healing. The injury was serious-potentially life-

threatening if not treated properly.

“Ethan, please..." Victoria whispered, her voice breaking. "You've known me for so long. Would I ever hurt a child?"

She was playing her trump card-their shared history, the special bond she believed they had. As long as he believed her, he wouldn't examine Connor Blackthom's evidence, even if the rogue presented it.

But Ethan remained silent, his amber eyes cold as ice. His hands moved methodically as he secured the bandage, but he offered no reassurance, no immediate trust as he had always done before.

Victoria's heart sank. This wasn't the reaction she was accustomed to receiving from him.

"Say something," she begged, her fingers weakly clutching at his sleeve. "Anything."

Still, Ethan said nothing. The silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken accusations.

rising in her chest. Without Ethan's protection, without his unwavering belief in her,

would crumble.

couldn't let that

her bandages with desperate hands. "Ethan, you don't believe me,

blood immediately began to flow, the scent of it sharp and metallic in the

I might as well die!" she sobbed, digging her nails into the wound to make it bleed more

treatment, and as

panic flooded her system.

desperation wasn't entirely an act. The thought of losing Ethan-of losing her position

Silvercrest Pack-was truly terrifying

the luxurious life she'd built would vanish. Without his protection, she would be vulnerable to those

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wronged.

you not want your hand anymore?" Ethan yelled, his voice reverberating through

her wrists, restraining her from causing

grip was firm but careful, mindful of her injury even in his anger. He

mother estranged, he felt he only had Victoria left. She

want to live anymore, what do I

hysterically.

Winters, you've already judged

contorted with anguish. "You

of vicious person... Ethan, I

that one day, you

concern in Ethan's eyes, Victoria cried even harder, her

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