<b>Chapter </b><b>57</b><b>: </b><b>Mother’s </b><b>Ne </b>
Chapter 57: Mother’s Ne
<b>(</b>Olivia’s POV)
The voices around me grew louder, filled with shock and disbelief.
“How could loyal Alpha Theodore betray Moon Queen Olivia!” someone shouted, their voice cracking with emotion.
“This is impossible, another whispered urgently. “Theodore broadcasted his proposal <i>to </i>the whole world back then.”
I looked at Theodore’s deep amber eyes, seeing my own sorrowful face reflected in them. My body wouldn’t stop
trembling.
“Livvy, this is a misunderstanding,” Theodore said, his voice desperate but still trying to deceive me.
“With such irrefutable evidence, you still call this a misunderstanding?” I choked out.
I looked at him, his panicked yet insincere expression ovepping with the Alpha who once deeply loved me.
“You even made me adopt her,” I said, my voice breaking. “Telling me how much this little pup resembled our lost daughter.”
“I finally understand why she looked so much like our lost daughter.” Because she is your illegitimate pup.
The crowd gasped again, their voices rising in outrage.
“Alpha Theodore actually tricked Luna Olivia into adopting his own illegitimate pup! How could he do such a thing?”
Theodore frantically grabbed my shoulders, his eyes filled with regret. “My love, it’s not like that, let me exin.”
“Fine, you exin,” I said, tears streaming down my face.
I wanted to know why the Alpha who loved me so deeply would destroy everything we had.
He stammered, his gaze shifting guiltily. “My love,” he began, “I was helping Caleb…”
Disgusted, I refused to listen to another word. The folder slipped from my hand, its contents scattering across the floor.
I wiped my tears and turned to ra and Killian. “I’m sorry, my little star, Aunt Livvy has to go home now. I’lle and y with you another time.”
ra, sensing my sadness, clung to my hand. “Aunt Livvy, why don’t youe to my house? My house is very happy.”
I gently patted her head and walked away. Isadora quickly followed behind me.
(God’s POV)
With Olivia <i>gone</i>, Theodore’s guilt was reced by cold fury as he faced Killian. He med him for instigating the affair
revtion.
“Professor Vance, our pack matters don’t require your intervention. Please show some self–respect.”
Killian remained impassive, “Whether the pup is registered under your name as a favor to a friend is your pack’s business<b>.</b>”
“But this she–wolf spreading rumors, deceiving the public, and ndering Luna Olivia is a criminal matter,” he stated coolly.
“Alpha Theodore, surely you aren’t going to pull strings for her again, for your friend’s sake?<b>” </b>
The influential guests murmured among themselves, their disapproval clear. Theodore felt the pressure <b>of </b><b>their </b>judgment.
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He <b>had </b>no choice but to order his pack enforcers. <b>“</b><b>Call </b>the authorities.”
<b>Killian </b>stepped forward. “I can provide witness testimony if needed.”
Theodore shot him a final, menacing re before departing with his entourage.
<b>(</b>Olivia’s POV)
At my apartment, I was met by Theodore and a desperate Caleb waiting outside my door. Caleb immediately dropped to
his knees before me.
“Luna, it’s true,” he cried,unching into what sounded like a rehearsed story.
He imed his family would never ept the pup, Rosalie, so he begged Theodore for help. Theodore stepped forward, presenting a document.
“This is the paternity test report,” Theodore said, his voice strained. “It proves Caleb is the father.” <fna421> ???s ??????? ?s ?????? ?? find~novel</fna421>
I looked at the forged document, appalled that they would stoop to such lengths. The <i>lies </i>were <i>so </i>obvious, so desperate.
I ignored their pleaspletely. I unlocked my door and stepped inside.
Before I could close it, I heard Theodore’s hollow promises through the wood. “My love, I won’t let the person who ndered you get away with it.”
“My love, remember the ‘Moonlit Sapphire‘? Your mother’s final work. I’m going to bid for it right now.”
I slid down against the door, my body copsing in a heap. The weight of everything crashed down on me.
I eventually fell asleep on the sofa, exhausted from crying. When I awoke, the television was still on.
A news report was ying. “ra Thorne has been arrested and charged for spreading malicious rumors online.”
But the segment quickly changed to entertainment news. A live charity auction filled the screen.
“And the winning bid for the ‘Moonlit Sapphire‘ goes to Alpha Theodore Redgrave for twenty million!”
My breath caught in my throat. The ne appeared on screen – a brilliant blue sapphire surrounded by smaller
diamonds.
It was my mother’sst and most cherished design. She had created it before her mating to Silvanus ended her crafting
career.
As I stared at the screen, my phone buzzed with an iing video call. The caller ID was unknown.
I answered with trembling fingers.
The video was shaky, filled with muffled voices and dim lighting. I could barely make out what was happening.
“I helped you catch the person who’s been harming our Luna,” ra’s breathless voice cooed from the phone.
“How will you reward me?”
Theodore’s deep voice replied, “What do you want?<b>” </b>
“The Moonlit Sapphire,” ra purred. “You gave your undying love to our Luna, so you can at least give me a gift that’s undying, right?”
“Luna has so much jewelry<b>, </b>she won’t miss this one.”
My breath hitched. The phone shook in my hands.
“Serve me well,” Theodore’s voice dripped with lust, “and everything will be yours.<b>” </b>
Suddenly, ra’s face filled the screen. She was smiling triumphantly.
Theodore’s hands came into view, the mating ring still on his finger. He fastened the brilliant blue ‘Moonlit Sapphire‘
around her neck.
Her neck was littered with dark bite marks.
“Alpha, thank you,” she whispered, her voice sickeningly sweet.
Theodore then pulled her face to his. His lips crashed down on hers in a passionate kiss.
In that moment, I knew. He had bailed ra out and given her the ne.
My mother’s legacy, given to the daughter of the she–wolf my mother despised most.
The phone ttered from my hand as a raw, hysterical scream tore from my throat.
“Theodore Redgrave, let go of her! I told you to let go of her!”
<b>Chapter </b><b>58</b><b>: </b><b>You are </b><b>not </b><b>wo</b>