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The fluorescent lights of the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den's morgue cast a harsh glow over Matriarch Evelyn's
peaceful face. My legs nearly gave out beneathas | approached her body, each step heavier than the last.
"Grandmother," | whispered, the word catching in my throat.
Her hands were folded neatly across her chest, her silver hair arranged with dignity. She looked smaller
somehow, the formidable presence that had commanded respect throughout the pack now diminished in death.
| reached out with trembling fingers to touch her hand. The coldness of her skin sent a shudder through me,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbringing back the devastating memory of touching Lily's lifeless body. Two losses, so similar, both tearing pieces
from my heart.
"Why did you break your promise to stay alive?" | asked, tears streaming freely down my face. "You promised
you'd helpget justice for Lily."
The silence that answered was deafening. First my daughter, now the only person who had believedabout
Victoria's role in Lily's death. The two people | loved most, gone.
Dr. Marcus Fletcher stood respectfully in the corner, givingspace to grieve. "I'm sorry, Luna” Winters," he
said softly, using my formal title. "We did everything we could."
I nodded numbly, unable to form words through the tightness in my throat. My fingers traced the delicate veins
on the matriarch's wrist, wondering what had happened in her final
moments.
"Was she in pain?" | managed to ask.
Dr. Fletcher approached, his expression compassionate. "No. From what we can determine, her heart simply
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmstopped. It would have been quick."
The door to the morgue swung open, and | didn't need to turn to know who had entered. Ethan's scent-pine and
winter air-filled the room, along with the unmistakable aroma of
grief.
(Ethan's POV)
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