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Chapter 272
(Third person's POV)
"You believe me... | really didn't... You know me, how could | 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 knownfor so long. Would | 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."
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Still, Ethan said nothing. The silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken accusations.
Victoria felt panic rising in her chest. Without Ethan's protection, without his unwavering belief in her, everything
she had built
would crumble.
She couldn't let that happen. She wouldn't..
With sudden, frantic energy, Victoria ripped at her bandages with desperate hands. "Ethan, you don't believe
me, do you?" she cried, tearing away the white gauze to reveal the angry wound beneath.
Fresh blood immediately began to flow, the scent of it sharp and metallic in the small room.
"If you don't believe me, what's the point of living? | might as well die!" she sobbed, digging her nails into the
wound to make it bleed more profusely.
The silver contamination made the injury resistant to treatment, and as Victoria felt herself weakening from
blood loss, genuine
panic flooded her system.
Her desperation wasn't entirely an act. The thought of losing Ethan-of losing her position as the favored woman
of the
Silvercrest Pack-was truly terrifying
Without him, the luxurious life she'd built would vanish. Without his protection, she would be vulnerable to those
she had
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"Victoria Frost! Stop moving, do you not want your hand anymore?" Ethan yelled, his voice reverberating through
the room as he
grabbed her wrists, restraining her from causing further damage.
His grip was firm but careful, mindful of her injury even in his anger. He was frantic with worry about her reckless
behavior.
With Matriarch Evelyn Stone gone and Olivia Winters' mother estranged, he felt he only had Victoria left. She
couldn't die!
"I don't want to live anymore, what do | need my hand for?" Victoria continued,
her voice rising hysterically. "Since you choose
to believe Olivia Winters, you've already judgedin your heart!"
She twisted in his grip, her face contorted with anguish. "You think that I'm that
kind of vicious person... Ethan, | really didn't
expect that one day, you wouldn't believe me..."
Seeing the genuine concern in Ethan's eyes, Victoria cried even harder, her body shaking with sobs. She knew
exactly what
buttons to push, what fears to exploit.
Ethan's face crumpled, the last of his resistance giving way. He couldn't bear the thought of losing another
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"I believe you!" he finally said, his voice hoarse with emotion, "Victoria, | believe you. Now please, stop this!"
Victoria collapsed against him, relief flooding her system. Her act had worked
She buried her face against his chest, hiding the triumph in her eyes as he held her close, murmuring
reassurances.
The emergency medical team arrived minutes later, bursting into the room with equipment and urgent voices.
Ethan lifted Victoria carefully, cradling her against his chest as he carried her downstairs.
Connor Blackthorn followed close behind, each step sending sharp pain through his injured ribs. Despite knowing
Victoria's manipulative tactics, he couldn't help but worry when he saw her severely burned wound.
Their decade-long bond still pulled at him despite everything. His love for her overshadowed almost everything
else-except his
daughter's safety.
Meanwhile, Olivia Winters remained on the floor of The Forsaken Room, her fingers clutching Lily's Ashes Crystal
Pendant. The small crystal container felt warm against her palm, as if her daughter's spirit was somehow
present.
"I won't let her get away with this, Lily," she whispered, her voice steady despite the tears in her eyes. "I promise
you."
Ethan's words echoed in her mind: "I believe you." He had chosen Victoria again, despite everything.
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