(Victoria's POV)

Half an hour later, I appeared at the Northern Territory Airport. Wearing a hat and mask, I cautiously made my way inside, pushing my wheelchair and carefully observing my surroundings with my emerald eyes.

I was unsure if the news of Emma's death had reached Ethan. Or if he had

obtained evidence from Connor and handed it to the Northern Territory Enforcers.

My wolf remained deeply buried within me, still traumatized by recent events. Every shadow seemed threatening, every sound made me jump.

I waited anxiously outside the airport terminal, feeling every second drag on. My enhanced werewolf senses picked up the scents of various pack members passing by.

Finally, I went through border control and security check. At security, when asked to remove my mask and hat, I became extremely nervous.

I was afraid that a warrant had been issued by the Northern Territory Enforcers and I would be stopped. The few minutes felt like an eternity.

I was drenched in sweat, but I maintained a calm facade. I answered questions steadily while my wolf whimpered anxiously beneath my skin.

"Purpose of travel?" the security officer asked.

"Medical treatment," I replied smoothly. "Seeking specialized care for my condition."

Once I was cleared, a wave of relief washed over me. I believed that once I left pack territory, I would be beyond the reach of pack law and remain free.

The tense feeling in my chest truly relaxed when I received my documents back. My wolf finally settled slightly within me.

A surge of smugness arose in my heart. Even if they knew I had maliciously orchestrated Emma's death, that little manipulator, they still couldn't touch me once I crossed into human territory.

"That bitch wanted to use Emma against me, in her next life!" I thought triumphantly.

As I pushed my wheelchair forward, I realized it wouldn't move. Someone was holding it back.

Annoyed, I turned to see a strange man whose scent I didn't recognize. "What are you doing? Get your hands off me," I said, irritated.

The man didn't react, but forcefully pulled me and the wheelchair backward. His grip was unnaturally strong.

I regained control of the wheelchair, my anger surging as my wolf snarled beneath my skin. I was about to lash out when I looked up.

I saw a face I deeply loved but didn't want to see at that moment: Ethan Stone.

burned with cold fury, and his Alpha pheromones filled

me. My face paled, my heart sinking

to move the wheelchair forward, desperate to board the

my path was blocked again by Ethan's imposing

voice echoed above me, carrying the full weight of his Alpha authority. "Victoria, how does it feel

just

his Alpha dominance pressing down on my weakened wolf. Overwhelmed by fear, I looked

for years. For the sake of

was wrong and have

to shift, my mate bond, and my only

now, please just let me

pray for Lily, and serve her memory

at the mention of our deceased

hear my excuses and enraged by my mention of Lily, he signaled to his bodyguard.

me as I lost consciousness, my wolf completely retreating

(Connor's POV)

taken out of the airport and placed in an ordinary vehicle. Behind the

been released from

Detention Center on emergency

after suffering

upon learning

hearing about

Ethan Stone, I had feigned a

escaped while

fnet

my remaining werewolf strength. I

directed me

airport.

my intentions. I glared at Victoria in the

wanted to tear

I had little time before the Northern Territory Enforcers tracked

the airport toward the abandoned sectors of

territory.

hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles

flashed before my eyes, pale

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