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Chapter 27: Denied Truth and Hidden Secrets

Chapter 27: Denied Truth and Hidden Secrets

(Olivia's POV)

His body went rigid. The muscles in his jaw tightened as he turned to face me.

"Don't you dare curse our daughter," he growled, his amber eyes flashing with fury.

My heart shattered into a thousand pieces. Even now, faced with the emptiness of Lily's room, he refused to

accept the truth.

"Look," | said, gesturing weakly toward Lily's Memorial Portrait on the nightstand. "Look at her eyes, Ethan

The portrait captured our daughter's sweet face, her innocent smile forever frozen in time. But it was her eyes

that spoke volumes gazing directly at where her father should have been.

"Her last wish was for you to be there," | continued, tears streaming down my face. "She wanted her daddy at

her side for her final journey."

Ethan's gaze flickered to the portrait, then quickly away. Something passed across his face - pain, perhaps, or

the briefest moment of recognition - before hardening into cold denial.

"Stop manipulating me," he snarled. "This is just another one of your pathetic attempts to get my attention."

| stared at him in disbelief. How could he twist my grief into something so selfish?

"Our daughter is dead, Ethan," | said, my voice breaking. "She died alone in that hospital bed while you were

with Victoria and Emma. The least you could do is acknowledge her now."

His nostrils flared. "You're lying."

"The funeral hhas her body," | pressed on, desperate to break through his denial. "They're waiting for your

signature to proceed with the burial arrangements."

"Enough!" he roared, his Alpha voice reverberating through the small room.

| flinched but stood my ground. "She was your daughter too," | whispered. "Don't let her memory fade without

honoring her properly"

Something dangerous flashed in his eyes. His control snapped.

"I said ENOUGH!" Ethan bellowed, shovingaway with such force that | stumbled backward.

In his rage, he yanked at his Ancestral Moonstone Amulet, the jade pendant he always wore. The chain broke,

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sending the precious heirloom flying through the air,

Tseemed to slow as the pendant arced toward me. It struck my temple with surprising force, the sh. edge

cutting into my skin..

The moment the amulet touched me, a strange sensation washed over me. A fleeting, incomplete memory

flickered through my mind a child's laughter, a flash of amber eyes, a promise whispered in the darkness.

Blood trickled down my face as | stared at the pendant now lying on the floor between us. The memory faded as

quickly as it had appeared, leavingdisoriented and confused.

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Ethan lunged forward, snatching the amulet from the ground. His movements were frantic as he examined it for

damage before slipping it back around his neck.

Without another word, he turned and stormed out of the room. The door slammed behind him with such force

that Lily's portrait trembled on the nightstand.

| collapsed onto my daughter's bed, my body shaking with sobs. The sheets still held the faintest trace of her

scent - the gentle lavender soap she had loved so much.

| curled into myself, clutching her pillow to my chest. The physical pain from my injuries was nothing compared

to the agony of Ethan's continued denial,

How could he refuse to acknowledge what was right in front of him? How could he dishonor Lily's memory

this way?

My tears soaked into the pillow as exhaustion claimed me. The emotional toll of the confrontation, combined

with my still-healing injuries, pulledinto a restless sleep.

In my dreams, | saw a young girl with emerald green eyes - a child who looked remarkably like | had at that age.

She wore the sjade pendant that Ethan treasured so fiercely.

A boy approached her, his face blurred and indistinct. He placed an identical pendant in her small hand. closing

her fingers around it.

"Wait for me," he whispered, his voice achingly familiar yet impossible to place.

The girl nodded solemnly, clutching the pendant to her chest. "I promise," she replied.

| woke with a gasp, my nightgown drenched in sweat. The dream clung to me, its details already fading but

leaving behind a sense of profound importance.

Why had the child looked so much like me? And why had she worn Ethan's family heirloom?

| pressed my palms against my eyes, trying to make sense of the strange vision. It felt like a memory, yet | had

no recollection of such an encounter from my childhood at the orphanage.

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My head throbbed painfully, the cut from the pendant adding to my discomfort. | reached for the bottle of

sleeping pills on Lily's nightstand left there from the many nights I'd spent at her bedside during her illness.

| swallowed one dry, desperate for dreamless sleep. As the medication began to take effect, my mind continued

to circle around the mysterious connection between the pendant, the dream, and my own past.

(Victoria's POV)

The morning sun felt glorious on my skin as | sat in the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den's garden. My discharge

papers had been processed, and | was simply waiting for Ethan to pickup.

The cuts from the champagne fountain incident were healing nicely, though I'd made sure the medical staff

documented every scratch. Evidence of Olivia's violence would servewell.

"Enjoying the sunshine, Mrs. Frost?"

| froze at the sound of that sleazy voice. Roland Warner stood before me, his cheap suit hanging loosely from

his frame. His bloodshot eyes and the sour smell of alcohol toldhe'd been drinking.

"What are you doing here?" | hissed, glancing around nervously. "This is a private medical facility."

Roland's lips curved into an unpleasant smile. "I need another hundred thousand," he said bluntly. "By

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Chapter 27 Bened Truths

tomorrow."

| laughed, the sound sharp and dismissive. "We had an agreement. You've been paid in full."

"The price has gone up," he replied, running a hand through his greasy hair. Inflation, you know!!

My eyes narrowed. "Our business is concluded. | suggest you leave before security escorts you out

Roland leaned closer, his breath hot against my ear. "What would the Alpha King say if he knew the truth about

his precious daughter's kidney not being a match for your little Emma?"

Ice flooded my veins. "My daughter needed that kidney," | whispered fiercely. "What mother wouldn't do.

everything possible to save her child?"

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"A noble sentiment," Roland sneered. "But we both know there's more to it than maternal instinct.*

| straightened my spine, meeting his gaze directly. "You have no idea what it's like," | said, my voice trembling

with genuine emotion. "To watch your child suffer while that woman parades around as Luna."

"That woman?" Roland raised an eyebrow.

"Olivia Winters," | spat the nlike poison. "She stole everything from me. Five years ago, she drugged Ethan's

wine and seduced him. Their so-called marriage was built on deception"

Roland's eyes widened with interest. "And the child?"

"A trap," | said bitterly. "A calculated move to secure her position. Ethan would never have chosen her

otherwise."

"Yet he married her," Roland pointed out.

| clenched my fists. "He had no choice. The pack laws demanded it once she was

pregnant."

Roland studiedfor a moment. That's quite a story,” he said finally. “But it doesn't change the fact that | know

what really happened with the kidney transplant."

My heart stuttered in my chest. “What are you talking about?"

He smiled, revealing yellowed teeth. "My wife Patricia was a perfect match for Lily Winters. The tests

confirmed it. Yet somehow, those results were altered, and the kidney went to your daughter instead."

Panic clawed at my throat. "You can't prove anything."

"Can't 17" Roland pulled out his phone, displaying a medical document. "Copies

of the original test results

make for compelling evidence. | wonder what Dr. Fletcher would say if questioned

under oath?"

My hands shook as | reached for my purse. "How much do you want?" | whispered, defeat coloring my voice

"| told you. Another hundred thousand," he replied, pocketing his phone.

The sound of tires on gravel made my blood run cold. Ethan's black SUV pulled into the parking lot visible from

the garden.

"Leave. Now, | hissed at Roland, my heart racing with fear. "I will give you the money this afternoon."

Roland merely smirked, taking his tas he strolled toward the garden exit. | watched in horror as Ethan

emerged from his vehicle, his tall figure cutting an imposing silhouette against the morning light.