Third Person’s POV
On her way to the Mooncrest Medical Center, Riley found herself unable to calm down.
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Images of Zara’s face shed repeatedly in her mind–how would the proud Luna of the Ebonw Pack react when faced with the truth? The woman who once ruled over packnds with grace and power, who believed she was blessed by the Moon Goddess herself, would finally see that she had been nothing more than a puppet in bic’s meticulously crafted <b>y</b>.
Riley hade here not just to confront the past, but to make sure Zara understood every lie she had swallowed and every betrayal she had endured. She wanted Zara to feel the same helplessness and <b>pain </b>she once did–the agony of trust torn apart by deception.
When she arrived at the hospital, Riley took a deep breath and steadied her emotions. Her footsteps were firm and sharp as she strode toward Zara’s room, the corridor echoing with the sound of her determination.
She pushed open the door, and what met her eyes was a far cry from the powerful Luna of the past.
Zara, the once regal matron always dressed in elegance, now looked like a wilted bloom–pale, hollow–eyed, <b>and </b>stripped of hermanding presence. Her legs were casted, and her <b>aura </b>dimmed. The Luna <b>had </b>been reduced to a fragile, caged patient.
She had already learned from her <b>assistant </b>that both <b>Scarlett </b>and Kael–<b>her </b>“beloved <b>daughter </b>and heir–had been imprisoned. The news had left her in a frenzy, <b>but </b>her injuries made her powerless, <b>unable </b>to leave her room<b>, </b>her <b>frustration</b>. mounting like a storm behind her ribs.
<b>And </b><b>then </b>Riley entered
The moment Zara’s eyes met Riley’s<b>, </b><b>a </b>ze of hatred ignited. To her, the girl standing before her was the root of it all. Her shattered legs, her children in <b>jail</b>, her crumbling name–everything was Riley’s fault.
Zara thrashed in her bed, the fury in her bones driving her like wildfire. “You little wretch!” she screamed <b>hoarsely</b>, “I should <b>have </b>let the Rogues tear you apart when they had the chance! If anything happens to Scarlett or Maddox, I’ll drag you to hell myself?”
But Riley, used to such venom, <b>didn’t </b>flinch. Her expression was nk, her golden eyes <b>calm </b><b>and </b><b>unreadable</b>, like the <b>still </b>surface of ake concealing the darkness beneath. She stood at a distance, arms folded, letting Zara <b>exhaust </b>herself
For nearly an hour, Zara raged, cursed, <b>and </b>sobbed. But Riley remained still, an unmoving statue, letting her drown in her own bitterness.
Atst, Zara copsed against the bed, gasping for <b>breath</b>, her strength <b>sapp?d </b>
Only then did <b>Riley </b>speak, her voice soft, mocking
“<b>Luna </b><b>Zara</b>” she said coolly. “I <b>brought </b><b>something </b>interesting Would you care to <b>take </b>a look?”
With <b>that </b><b>she </b><bid </b>a <b>thick </b><b>file </b>on the edge of the <b>hospital </b>bed.
Zara snatched at it with trembling hands<b>, </b>intending <b>to </b><b>shred </b>it <b>apart </b>without reading a word.
But Riley’s voice stopped her “Are you sure <b>you </b>don’t want to see what secrets your perfect little family’s been hiding all these years!
Zatas eyes narrowed suspicion flickering in the depths of her <b>pain</b>. Against her better judgment, she <b>nced </b>down–and the moment her eyes skimmed the <b>first </b>page, her face isisted in disbelief
“No, that’s a lie she shrieked finging the papers from her Lap “You forged this, you venomous brat! You’re trying to
Her denial was loud violent–but the tears rolling <b>down </b>her <b>cheeks </b>told another story. Her body trembled, as if <b>struck </b>by
lightning
“He wouldn’t do this to me
me… He said he loved me… bic wouldn’t he couldn’t_”
But the documents in herp didn’t lie.
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She had always believed her life was wless–her mate loyal, her children her pride, her marriage blessed. But now, the truth loomed like a jagged moon above her: bic had never been hers.
He had <b>never </b>loved her.
Everything had been orchestrated–the birth of Riley, the sudden death of her father, the <b>convenient </b>way <b>bic </b>imed the Ebonw fortune after Zara’s fall.
Even Scarlett, the girl she’d raised and adored, wasn’t hers by blood. She was the child of <b>Elira </b>ckthorn–the director of Mooncrest Hospital–and bic. Sent <b>to </b>Zara by a so–called Seer, who imed the child would heal her shattered <b>heart</b>.
What a cruel prophecy. What a devastating lic.
Every piece fell into ce now. Riley’s disappearance. Her father’s mysterious death just days after her birth. The way bic seized control of the pack and erased every trace of Zara’s power, all while Zara poured her soul into raising someone else’s
child.
Through it all, Zara had clung to her faith in bic, even convincing herself that motherhood could erase the cracks <b>forming </b>around her heart.
Now, her world had caved in<b>. </b>
Zara’s once proud eyes clouded with disbelief. She stared at <b>Riley</b>, who stood like
like a shadow from the past, unmoved by the
chaos.
And Riley?
<b>Riley </b>had waited a long time for <b>this</b>.
This was only the beginning.
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