away, heading toward the Moonlit Reflection Pool.
My n was working beautifully.
(Ethan''s POV)
I paced anxiously outside the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, my wolf restless beneath my skin.
Dr. Jonathan Rivers and his team were already prepared, waiting for Emma''s arrival.
When Victoria''s car pulled up, I rushed forward, my heart pounding with fear. Emma''s small
face was contorted with pain, her usual vibrant energy dimmed by her injury. "Daddy," she whimpered, reaching for me with trembling hands.
I lifted her carefully from the car, cradling her against my chest. "I''m here, Emmy. You''re going
to be fine."
Victoria followed close behind, her face streaked with tears. "They attacked her, Ethan. Those
pups called her terrible things."
I carried Emma inside, my wolf growling protectively. Dr. Rivers immediately took charge,
directing us to an examination room.
"What happened?" he asked, his hands already gently probing Emma''s side.
“She was kicked in the spleen,” Victoria exined, her voice breaking. “By other pups at the
training den."
Dr. Rivers''s expression grew serious as hepleted his examination. "Her spleen is nearly
ruptured. She needs a blood transfusion immediately."
I felt my blood run cold. "Do whatever is necessary."
As the medical team prepared Emma for the procedure, I sat beside her, holding her small
hand in mine. Victoria took the chair on the other side of the bed, her eyes never leaving
Emma''s face.
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"It hurts, Daddy," Emma whispered, tears finally spilling down her cheeks.
+8 Points >
"I know, sweetheart," I murmured, brushing her hair back from her forehead. "But Dr. Rivers is
going to make it better."
Emma''s face crumpled suddenly, her emotions bursting forth like a dam breaking. "They said
I''m a half-breed! They said Mommy''s a home-wrecker!"
Her outburst agitated her injury, causing her to gasp with pain. Dr. Reba Winters stepped
forward quickly, administering a sedative.
"She needs to remain calm," Dr. Winters exined. "The sedative will help her rest while we
prepare the transfusion."
I nodded, my jaw tight with anger. Who would dare say such things about my Emma?
As Emma drifted into sedated sleep, Victoria moved closer to me, her voice low and urgent.
"Ethan, this can''t continue," she said, her eyes pleading. "For five years, I''ve endured being
called your mistress. Emma has suffered being called a half-breed."
I stared at Emma''s pale face, my heart heavy with guilt.
"I''ve waited patiently," Victoria continued. "I''ve stood in the shadows while you maintained
your marriage to Olivia. But look what it''s doing to our daughter.”
She took my hand, her fingers trembling. "Complete our mate bond, Ethan. Acknowledge us
publicly. Give Emma the legitimate status she deserves in this pack."
My wolf stirred restlessly, protective instincts ring toward both Victoria and Emma. I''d loved
Victoria since childhood, had promised myself to her long before I met Olivia.
"You''re right," I said finally, my decision made. "This ends now. I''ll announce our rtionship to
the pack."
Victoria''s eyes filled with fresh tears, but these were tears of joy. "Thank you, Ethan. Emma
and I have waited so long for this."
I squeezed her hand, my resolve strengthening. It was time to follow my heart, to honor the promise I''d made to Victoria all those years ago.
(Olivia''s POV)
I sat by the edge of the Moonlit Reflection Pool, my eyes scanning the water''s surface for any sign of Lily''s Ashes Crystal Pendant. The pendant was somewhere beneath those dark waters, containing all I had left of my daughter.
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My fingers traced the empty spot at my neck where the pendant should have been. The
hollowness there matched the emptiness in my chest.
+8 Points
The sound of hurried footsteps made me look up. Healer Lily Crawford rushed past, carrying a
blood bag. She was heading toward the medical den, presumably for Emma''s transfusion.
As she passed, I caught sight of thebel on the blood bag. Type B.
Something clicked in my mind, a distant memory from my training as a pack healer. Blood
types followed specific inheritance patterns.
I stood quickly, my wolf suddenly alert despite her usual retreat. “Excuse me, Healer
Crawford?"
The young healer paused, looking surprised. "Luna Winters? Can I help you?"
"That blood," I said, pointing to the bag. "It''s type B?"
"Yes," she replied, looking confused by my interest. "It''s for Emma Frost''s transfusion."
"I see," I murmured, my mind racing. "Thank you."
Healer Crawford hurried on her way, leaving me standing there with a startling realization forming in my mind.
I knew Ethan''s blood type was A. Victoria''s was O. ording to basic gics, they couldn''t
possibly produce a child with type B blood.
Which meant Emma couldn''t be Ethan''s biological daughter.