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Chapter 325
(Olivia's POV)
The antiseptic smell of the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den clung to my clothes as James and | pushed through the
glass doors the crisp morning air. My wolf stretched beneath my skin, relieved to escape the sterile environment
that held so many pair
memories of Lily's final days.
"I need coffee," James muttered, running a hand through his dark hair. "Strong enough to wake a hibernating
bear."
| smiled despite my exhaustion. "There's a decent place around the-"
A desperate cry cut through the air. "Olivia!"
Before | could react, Victoria Frost appeared before us, her face streaked with tears. She lunged forward with
surprising speed grabbing my hand with desperate force.
"Olivia, | beg you, please save Emma!" Her voice cracked with emotion, her wolf's distress pheromones flooding
the area. “Emma is in critical condition. Without your friend's kidney, she'll die for sure."
| tried to pull away, but Victoria clung tighter, her nails digging into my skin.
"She's only seven years old, so little and innocent," she continued, her blue eyes swimming with tears. "I beg
you to have mer on her don't be so cold-blooded and stop your friend from donating the kidney."
My wolf bristled at her audacity. Around us, pack members slowed their pace, openly staring at the unfolding
.
"Adult wolves" grudges shouldn't involve pups," Victoria pressed, her voice rising to ensure everyone could hear.
"Emma is
innocent."
| noticed how carefully she avoided mentioning the true nature of our "grudge"-
how she had stolen Lily's kidney donor, conde ning my daughter to death. Instead, she framed it as mere rivalry
between two she-wolves competing for the Alpha's
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attention.
James's russet-brown wolf surged beneath his skin with protective fury. "Don't touch Liv with your filthy hands,"
he snapped,
stepping between us.
Victoria stumbled back, her performance momentarily disrupted by his intensity.
"Don't say Olivia stopped me—I don't want to donate!" James continued, his voice trembling with anger. His
hazel eyes flashed with his wolf's rage. "Saving your daughter? I'd rather save a stray omega!"
The gathering crowd murmured in shock at his vehemence
"An omega at least knows gratitude!" he spat. "You and your daughter are like
the snake in that old pack table-given sanctuary,
you only bite the Alpha that sheltered you."
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Victoria's face paled as James leaned closer, his wolf's dominance radiating from him in waves.
"Stay away from Liv," he warned, "or I'll challenge you myself, wheelchair or not." His claws began to emerge,
his control slipping under the weight of his fury. | quietly placed my hand on his arm, feeling the
tension in his muscles.
Our years together had forged a connection that transcended words. With that simple touch, | assured him | had
a better way to handle this. James understood instantly and stepped back, his wolf still bristling as he stood in
silent support beside me.
(Victoria's POV)
| hadn't expected Knight's outburst, but | quickly regained my composure. The crowd's sympathetic glances told
| let fresh tears spill down my cheeks, my wolf projecting carefully calibrated vulnerability pheromones.
"Olivia," | wept, "I know James is only refusing for your sake. | beg you, please, save Emma!"
1 made my voice break on my daughter's name, watching the effect ripple through the onlookers. Several she-
wolves nodded in understanding-what mother wouldn't do anything for her pup?
"I'll do anything you ask if you just save her," | promised, counting on Olivia's reputation for kindness and her
concern for pack opinion.
She would never dare to truly humiliate another she-wolf in public. Not gentle, compassionate Olivia who had
nursed sick pups and helped elderly pack members. The pack would turn on her if she showed cruelty to a
desperate mother.
But Olivia's emerald eyes remained cold as she regarded me. Her voice was calm, belying her wolf's simmering
rage.
"Is that so?" she asked softly. "Then kneel and submit toas your superior- continue until my wolf is satisfied."
The crowd erupted in outrage, exactly as I'd anticipated.
"How can you be so heartless?" a middle-aged she-wolf called out. "The poor she-wolf's pup is dying!"
Another joined in, "If your friend doesn't want to donate, just say so. Why would you humiliate a desperate
mother?"
The condemnation grew louder. "You're a she-wolf too-one day
y you'll be a mother again. Aren't you afraid of the Moon Goddess's judgment?"
| lowered my head to hide my satisfaction. The pack was turning against Olivia,
just as I'd planned. Soon she would be forced to relent under the pressure of her peers.
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But Olivia remained unmoved by the insults, her wolf standing firm within her. She simply fixed her emerald gaze
pressed, "Don't you love your daughter? What, you can't even kneel and
a love your pup?"
such a simple thing for? Do you truly
The implication was clear: if | refused, | would expose my own Lack of maternal donation.
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| felt the crowd's opinion shift. Sshe-wolves who had defendedmoments before now looked atwith
suspicion.
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"If submitting can save your pup, what's the big deal?" one sneered. "Are you just acting for pack sympathy?"
Cornered, | had no choice. | slowly lowered myself to my knees before Olivia, humiliation burning in my eyes as
my wolf was
compelled to lower itself before my rival.
The concrete was hard against my knees, but the blow to my pride was harder. | kept my head bowed, unable to
meet the eyes of the pack members witnessing my submission.
Olivia stood over me, her emerald eyes gleaming with a satisfaction I'd never seen in her before. The sight of me
kneeling seemed to awaken something primal
in her-a thirst for vengeance that had been building for years.
"Is that all?” she asked, her voice dripping with disdain. "If you're begging, act like
a proper submissive wolf! Is this how you beg your Alpha?"
| seethed with hatred, my wolf snarling silently within me. I glanced around, hoping the pack would defend me,
but the pressure only mounted.
ower," someone called from the crowd. "If you want to save your pup, show proper submission!"
| had no choice but to continue lowering myself further. My hands touched the rough pavement, then my elbows.
Finally, my forehead pressed against the ground in the ultimate gesture of wolf submission.
The concrete scraped my skin, drawing blood, but Olivia never said "enough." She forcedto drag out my
humiliation for as long as possible, her wolf taking savage satisfaction in the reversal of our positions.
As | knelt there, | was reminded of two years ago, when | had been the one standing tall. | had held Lily's Ashes
Crystal Pendant and forced Olivia to kneel and submit to me. | had watched her heart shatter with every moment
her wolf was forced to bow.
Now our positions were reversed, and Olivia was extracting her pound of flesh.
Tdragged on endlessly. My knees ached, and my forehead stung where it pressed against the rough
pavement. Desperation began to claw at me-how much longer would she makeendure this?
Just then, a familiar voice called out, "Victoria!"
Relief flooded throughas Alpha King Ethan Stone's powerful scent washed over the gathered wolves, |
immediately pressed my forehead to the ground with renewed force, shooting Olivia a look full of triumph and
provocation.
In my heart, | thought, Olivia Winters, you're finished now! Your Alpha has arrived to put you in your place.
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