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Connor remained firm, his Alpha presence demanding an apology, but I couldn’t give it. My desperation twisted into defiance,
“Yes!” I finally cried out, my voice rising hysterically. “Yes, I love him! I’ve always loved him!”
The room fell silent, shocked by my admission.
“Why? Why can’t I love you? I grew up with you, and we share no blood! Why can’t you just look back at me? Is it wrong for me to love you? Is it wrong for me to want to be your mate forever?”
Katherine, unable to contain her fury any longer, stepped forward and slapped me hard across the face. The sound echoed in the tense hall.
“Shut up!” Luna Katherine glared at me with a livid face, her wolf radiating pure outrage. “Con is your brother! He can only be your brother. Even if you were once the Rivers’ nominal daughter, even if you leave the Rivers pack, there is absolutely no possibility for you and Con to be mates!”
I scoffed, years of resentment bubbling to the surface. “Hehe, do you think I care that you adopted me?”
I raised my head and stared at Luna Katherine, my violet eyes blazing with hatred.
“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have become his sister. Did you ask for my opinion when you a never wanted to be his sister!” ad me? I
Eleanor, overwhelmed by the chaotic and emotionally charged scene, her ancient wolf struggling to comprehend the depth of the betrayal, swayed on her feet
“Mother!” William called out in alarm, rushing to support her.
“Someone quickly bring the Elder Rivers’ Emergency Wolfshane Antidote!” William shouted, his voice sharp with concern for the pack matriarch.
Connor signaled to Dominic Reeves, his security chief. The beta wolf responded instantly, grabbing me by the shoulders and forcing me to my knees.
Dominic then stepped on my back, his weight and woll’s pressure forcing my face to the ground in a display of utter humiliation before the Alphas
“Since you refuse to apologize verbally,” Connor said, his expression unmoved and his ice-blue eyes glinting with cold fury, “you will kowtow to Olivia as an alternative.”
Dominic complied without hesitation, violently pulling my head up and slamming it back down to the marble floor.
Thud, thud, thud-
I was forced to kowtow repeatedly, the impacts resonating through the silent hall. The pain was excruciating. but worse was the humiliation burning through me.
Eleanor, witnessing this brutal display of pack justice, nearly choked, her breath catching in her throat. Fortunately, Martha Wilson, her loyal servant, quickly brought the Emergency Wolfsbane Antidote
The old Luna took the antidote, and her breathing eased, “It’s alright, I, an old she wolf, still want to live a few more years. You Alphas handle these pack messes yourselves.”
Eleanor patted her chest and, leaning on Martha, left the hall, her wolf retreating from the fray.
(Connor’s POV)
I watched my grandmother leave, feeling a momentary pang of regret for causing her distress. But pack law was absolute, and Vanessa’s crimes could not go unpunished.
Olivia frowned beside me, her amber eyes troubled as she glanced at the humiliated Vanessa, then turned to me.
“What did you mean by ‘disregarding werewolf life”?” she asked, her voice low and steady.
I hesitated, not wanting to burden Livvy with the gruesome details. She had already been through enough because of Vanessa’s machinations.
“That’s about Jessica Sullivan and those connected to her death,” I replied simply, hoping she wouldn’t press for more information.
“Oh,” Olivia responded, but I could tell from her expression that she suspected there was more to the story, her own wolf sensing the dark undercurrents of the situation.
(Third person’s POV)
The grand hall of the Rivers Pack Mansion fell silent after Connor’s brutal display of pack justice. Vanessa Reed lay crumpled on the marble floor, her violet eyes swollen from tears and the forced kowtowing.
Alpha William Rivers stepped forward, his commanding presence filling the space. His ice-blue eyes, so similar to his son’s, held no warmth as he gazed down at the broken she-wolf.
“Vanessa Reed,” William’s voice resonated with absolute authority. “By the power vested in me as Alpha of the Rivers Pack, I hereby formally expel you from our bloodline and territory.”
Vanessa’s head snapped up, desperation clawing at her features. “Alpha Williamn, please-“
“The decision is final,” William cut her off coldly. “You are no longer under our protection or bound by our laws.”
Connor signaled to Dominic Reeves, who immediately stepped forward to escort Vanessa away. As the security chief hauled her to her feet, William’s expression grew thoughtful.
“The territory council will handle her formal judgment,” William mused, his voice carrying the weight of political calculation. “Though I suspect the human authorities have already closed the cases involving Martha Steele and Walter Jenkins as non-criminal matters.”
Connor’s jaw tightened. “The investigations suggested she hired rogues to eliminate them both.”
William nodded grimly. “Indeed. But intervening further in human affairs might attract unwanted attention. The pack cannot afford such scrutiny.”
The implications hung heavy in the air. While Vanessa’s instigation of Jessica Sullivan to kidnap Grace Winters would result in confinement, the potential for three werewolf deaths would create a scandal that could destroy everything the Rivers Pack had built.
“Grandfather holds a significant position within the werewolf council,” Connor said quietly. “Political rivals would seize upon any stain on our reputation.”
William’s expression darkened. “Precisely why this matter must be handled with absolute discretion. Our influence and territory cannot be jeopardized by one rogue she-wolf’s obsession.”
(Olivia’s POV)
Monday morning arrived with crisp autumn air and the promise of justice. I returned to Moonlaw Legal Services, my briefcase containing the carefully prepared arbitration application for Noah Pierce’s case against Northern Industrial Factory.
The evidence was damning-workplace safety violations, withheld compensation, and deliberate exploitation of omega werewolves. Today, I would submit these materials to the Northern Territory Werewolf Registry
Office.
Connor’s Glacier Blue Bentley Continental GT sat gleaming in my driveway, but I chose my more understated BMW sedan instead. The Bentley was too ostentatious for daily work, drawing unwanted attention in the human world.
The Registry Office had no parking at its entrance, forcing me to use an open-air lot several blocks away From there, I needed to cross a busy main road.
I stood at the crosswalk, waiting for the traffic light to change. The morning rush hour filled the street with human-driven vehicles, their engines creating a steady hum of urban noise.
Suddenly, a powerful force slammed into my back,
Unprepared, 1 lunged forward uncontrollably toward the busy street. The pedestrian signal blazed red, and oncoming cars couldn’t brake in time. Drivers stared wide-eyed in shock as I hurtled toward certain death.
In that terrifying instant, I felt as if my spirit wolf was being ripped from my very soul. At the critical moment, strong hands yanked me backward.
It all happened in less than a second.
Still in shock, I gasped for breath, my heart pounding violently against my ribs. I had almost lost my life-my wolf almost torn apart by a mundane human vehicle.
“Luna, are you alright?” Marcus Shaw, one of Connor’s enforcers assigned to my protection, was pale with fright. “We nearly failed our Alpha.”
“Luna, it was this omega who pushed you!” Jackson Harris, another enforcer, restrained a gaunt, desperate-looking werewolf with his hands bound behind his back.
My heart still throbbed, my body trembling with residual terror. I was completely stunned by the brazen attempt on my life.
“Who are you?” My voice trembled uncontrollably, my wolf bristling beneath my skin. “Why did you push me?” The omega’s eyes darted around nervously. “I… I accidentally bumped into you. I really didn’t mean it…”
“You’re lying,” Jackson said coldly, his beta wolf radiating menace.
The omega hurriedly defended himself. “No, no, I really didn’t mean it…”
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