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Chapter 340

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Without thinking, | slapped him hard across the face, my wolf's strength behind the blow. The sound echoed in

the parking lot,

and Ethan's head snapped to the side.

He didn't dodge or retaliate. When he turned back to me, his cheek bore the red imprint of my hand.

"Can you givethe recorder now?" he asked quietly, his voice rough with pain.

His amber eyes remained locked on mine, his wolf refusing to back down despite the stinging mark on his cheek.

"Never!" | spat, struggling with renewed vigor.

| fought with everything I had, fists and feet flying as my wolf lentdesperate strength. | clawed at his arms,

kicked at his

shins, but it was like fighting a mountain.

Ethan, fearing | might hurt myself in my frenzy, pinnedmore firmly against the car, his body becoming a

cage around mine.

"Stop fighting, Liv," he growled, his Alpha voice rumbling in his chest. "You'll hurt yourself."

When his hand slipped into my pocket to search for the Hidden AuRecorder, | froze. The violation and

helplessness

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overwhelmed my wolf's pride.

"Don't you dare!" | hissed, shoving at his chest with all my might.

But he was immovable, his Alpha strength far exceeding my own. His hand

continued its search, methodical and determined.

James, watching helplessly from under security's hold, yelled desperately, "Stone, stop this! You've lost your

mind!"

His hazel eyes flashed with protective rage, but the guards held him fast.

Despite the pain it clearly caused him to seeso distressed, Ethan's search

was swift and determined. His fingers closed around

the Hidden AuRecorder in the inner pocket of my jeans.

The moment he touched it, | erupted in even more violent resistance.

"Ethan Stone!" | screamed, my emerald eyes blazing with hatred.

My wolf snarled and thrashed beneath my skin, desperate to protect the evidence that could finally bring Victoria

to justice. But

the recorder was wrenched from my grasp and fell into his hand.

He hesitated for just a moment, huggingtightly against him, unable to let go. | could feel his wolf whining

with conflicted

emotions before he finally released me.

| lunged for the recorder, but it was already beyond my reach. My wolf howled in frustration inside me, her

emerald eyes flashing

with helpless rage.

Victoria stood just inside the door of Rosewood Haven, her wolf's triumph evident in her posture despite her

wheelchair.

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"Destroy the recorder, Ethan," she called out, her voice carrying that calculated sweetness she always used with

him.

"Don't you dare!" | screamed, my voice breaking with desperation.

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But | could only watch, powerless, as Ethan crushed the last shred of evidence against Victoria in his powerful

grip. The plastic

cracked, the circuitry inside splintering under the pressure of his Alpha strength.

My hatred for him calcified in that moment, hardening into something unbreakable. My fists clenched at my

sides, and my lips

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trembled with frustration and despair.

Once again, Victoria escaped unscathed, her crimes buried by Ethan's protection. The hope of justice was

crushed beneath his

Alpha strength, just like the recorder in his hand.

(Victoria's POV)

| watched from behind Ethan as he destroyed the evidence, a victorious smile

spreading across my face. My wolf preened with

satisfaction beneath my skin, reveling in my power over the Alpha King.

So what if you're really Little Orange? | thought, staring at Olivia's defeated expression. With no proof, Ethan will

never believe

you. In his heart, | will always be Little Orange, and he will always stand by my side.

| savored the moment, the sweet taste of triumph fillingas | watched Olivia's hopes crumble along with that

recorder. My

wolf's scent carried notes of smug satisfaction, barely contained beneath my skin.

But then, as an impossible figure appeared in my line of sight, the smirk vanished from my face. My eyes

widened in terror, my

wolf cowering withinas my pale and bruised face drained of all color.

The security of my victory evaporated in an instant as | stared at the newcomer,

my body frozen with sudden, primal fear.