my throat. Before I could react, she mmed me backward, clearly aiming for Lily''s


    Moonstone Tombstone.


    (Ethan''s POV)


    I moved instinctively, catching Olivia around the waist before she could m Victoria into


    Lily''s tombstone. Her body was rigid with fury, her strength surprising as she fought against


    my restraint.


    "Olivia, stop!" Imanded, using my Alpha voice. "This is sacred ground. Control yourself!"


    She twisted in my grip, her emerald eyes wild with grief and rage. "Let me go! She desecrated Lily''s grave! I saw her spit on the offerings!"


    Victoria gasped behind me. "That''s a lie! Ethan, you were right here. Did you see me do


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    anything like that?"


    +15 Points >


    I hadn''t. I''d been lost in my own grief, speaking to Lily''s spirit. But the usation seemed so


    specific, so certain.


    "Olivia," I said, trying to keep my voice calm, "Victoria had nothing to do with Lily''s death. She''s


    innocent in this."


    Olivia went still in my arms, her body suddenly heavy with despair. When she looked up at me,


    the raw pain in her eyes made my chest ache.


    "You still don''t believe me," she whispered. "After everything, you still choose her."


    She pushed against my chest, her strength returning with her anger. "Get away from my


    daughter''s grave!" she snarled, her voice breaking with emotion. "Both of you! Leave this


    sacred ce!"


    Instead of releasing her, I pulled her tighter against my chest, refusing to let go despite her


    struggles. Her scent-once soforting to me-filled my senses, mingled now with the salt


    of her tears.


    "Victoria," I said without turning, "please leave us."


    Victoria''s protest was immediate. "Ethan, I can''t leave you alone with her when she''s like this!


    She''s already injured you twice!"


    I turned my head slightly, my gaze finding hers. Something in my expression must have


    conveyed my seriousness, because her objection died on her lips.


    "Go," I repeated, my tone leaving no room for argument.


    Victoria hesitated, clearly reluctant to leave before further provoking Olivia. But when my gaze


    turned cold, she nodded reluctantly.


    "Call me if you need anything," she said, touching my arm onest time before turning to


    leave.


    She had taken only a few steps when she stopped abruptly, her body tensing. Following her


    gaze, I saw a small procession making its way through the cemetery-my grandmother, Matriarch Evelyn Stone, supported by her security team. (Matriarch Evelyn''s POV)


    I made my way slowly through Sacred Moonlight Cemetery, leaning heavily on my cane. Though my body had grown frail with age, my mind remained sharp, my will undiminished.


    +15 Points >


    The sight before me confirmed everything Olivia had told me-my grandson holding her back. while Victoria Frost stood smugly near Lily''s grave. The desecrated offerings scattered across


    the ground told their own story.


    "Grandmother," Ethan said, surprise evident in his voice. "What are you doing here?"