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“Give me a few hours. I’ll have an answer for you later today.”
I sent him the message details and waited anxiously for his response. Every minute felt like an eternity when Grace’s safety hung in the balance.
Marcus called back sooner than expected, his voice carrying important news.
“Olivia, I’ve traced the message origin. It came from within the Northern Territory, specifically from Harbor City.”
My blood ran cold. Frederick Warner still had operatives within the city despite his exile to America. The threat was closer than I had feared.
“Can you give me the specific address?” I asked.
“Sending it to you now,” Marcus replied. “Be careful, Olivia. Whoever sent this knows exactly where you are.”
I received the address and immediately forwarded it to another contact within Connor’s security network. Despite our personal issues, his people were still the most reliable for investigations like this.
The response came back quickly, and the information shocked me to my core.
The address belonged to an apartment owned by Cassandra Evans.
I stared at the confirmation message, my wolf snarling with rage. Cassandra was involved in the harassment campaign against me yet again.
Of course she knew about Grace’s k********g. She had been present when I talked with Ethan Grey about my family situation. It wasn’t strange for her to have that information.
But using my sister’s disappearance to terrorize me? That crossed every line imaginable.
I was infuriated by Cassandra’s relentless harassment. The online attacks, the orchestrated harassment by her obsessive fans, and now this attempt to deceive me with false information about Grace’s k********g. Enough was enough. I needed to teach Cassandra a lesson about the consequences of targeting a Winters pack member.
I investigated Cassandra’s background more thoroughly, digging into her family’s financial situation. What I discovered was pathetic.
Her father owned Moonweave Textiles, a small clothing company with a meager registered capital of only five million dollars. The company wasn’t even fully paid in, meaning they were operating on borrowed time and empty promises.
I decided to take action. I could easily orchestrate the company’s downfall through my connections in the business world and pack networks.
Previously, I had dismissed Cassandra as a mere annoyance. But now, with my sister missing and my own safety threatened by dangerous rogues, I could no longer afford to ignore the woman who continued to target my family.
Cassandra wanted to play games with a Winters? She was about to learn why that was a fatal mistake.
I visited Natalie Winters at Harbor City Memorial Hospital, finding my stepmother in the waiting area. She looked completely distraught, consumed by worry for Grace.
“Any news?” I asked softly, though I already knew the answer from her expression.
Natalie shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “Nothing. The police keep saying they’re investigating, but Grace is still out there somewhere.”
Richard Winters was at the company handling urgent pack business, so I tried to console Natalle, But my words offered little comfort to the grieving Luna who blamed herself for not protecting her daughter better.
“I should have been more careful,” Natalie whispered. “I should have seen the signs that someone was targeting our family.”
The sterile hospital environment seemed to amplify her distress. She paced the waiting area like a caged wolf, unable to find peace or rest.
I stayed with her for an hour, but there was little I could do to ease her suffering. Grace’s absence was a wound that wouldn’t heal until she was safely home.
Leaving the hospital, I went to Ravenwood Police Station for another update. Detective James Parker met with me in his office, his expression apologetic.
“Miss Winters, I wish I had better news for you,” he said. “The investigation into Grace’s k********g is ongoing, but progress is slow.”
“What’s the holdup?” I asked, though I suspected the answer.
“The complex international nature of the case involving Frederick Warner’s criminal network. We’re coordinating with federal authorities and international law enforcement.”
The same disappointing update I had received before. Bureaucracy and jurisdictional issues were keeping my sister in danger.
I left the police station feeling despondent. The official channels were moving too slowly while Grace remained in Frederick’s hands.
I wandered through the streets of Harbor City, haunted by the nightmare image of Frederick Warner threatening Grace with wolfsbane-laced weapons. The vision felt so real it made my wolf whimper with distress.
Suddenly, a woman approached me on the sidewalk. Her face was twisted with anger and accusation.
“There she is!” Miranda Cole shouted, pointing at me. “The mate-stealing b***h who destroyed Cassandra’s life!”
I recognized her as one of Cassandra’s fanatical supporters. Another brain-dead fan who believed every lie her idol told.
“You ruined everything for Cassandra!” Miranda continued, her voice rising. “She lost her career because of you!”
I stopped walking and faced her directly. My amber eyes flashed with barely controlled wolf anger.
“Again, a brain-dead fan of Cassandra? You believe everything she says. I am very curious how someone with such a pig brain can survive till now.”
Miranda’s face turned red with rage at my insult. “How dare you! Cassandra is innocent! You’re the one who-
“Who what?” I interrupted coldly. “Who defended myself against false accusations? Who refused to let your precious idol destroy my reputation with lies?”
Miranda stepped closer, her fists clenched. “You think you’re so superior because you come from the Winters pack! But you’re nothing but a home-wrecker!”
My wolf rose dangerously close to the surface. The stress of Grace’s k********g and the constant harassment had pushed me to my breaking point.
“You dare to insult my family again, I will cripple you!” I snarled, my voice carrying the authority of my alpha bloodline.
Miranda’s eyes widened with sudden fear as she felt the power radiating from me. But her fanatical devotion to Cassandra overrode her survival instincts.
“I’m not afraid of you!” she screamed. “Cassandra deserves better than-“
I slapped her hard across the face, the sound echoing through the street. Miranda stumbled backward, her hand flying to her reddened cheek.
(Olivia’s POV)
Connor Rivers quickly approached me, his ice-blue eyes filled with concern as his wolf stirred protectively beneath his skin. “Livvy, are you alright?”
I could smell his familiar scent on the wind. He must have followed my trail from the police station.
“I went to Ravenwood Police Station to inquire about Grace’s k********g case, Connor explained, his voice tight with worry. “Detective James Parker mentioned you had just been there. I followed your scent through. Harbor City’s streets.”
His protective instincts were flaring again. The same possessive behavior that had driven me away from him in the first place.
“Before long, I spotted you and heard this woman spewing vile curses,” Connor continued, his gaze shifting to Miranda Cole with dangerous coldness.
Miranda was still cowering on the ground where I had left her. Her face bore the red mark of my slap.
Connor gave a sharp look to Marcus Shaw. The enforcer immediately stepped forward to restrain Miranda more securely.
“Another one of Cassandra’s fanatical supporters,” Connor observed, his voice carrying Alpha authority. “Just like Gerald Hayes who attempted the acid attack.”
Connor’s ice-blue eyes revealed a dangerous coldness as his Alpha aura swept over the kneeling fanatic like a blade of winter wind. His presence was so commanding that one look made Miranda shudder with primal fear.
The obsessed fan instantly felt her wolf cower in submission. Cold sweat dripped from her forehead as she realized what kind of powerful werewolf was protecting me.
What kind of powerful werewolf is protecting this lawyer? Why does she have Alpha-level bodyguards? Miranda was now completely stripped of her previous arrogance. She knelt on the ground, apologizing and begging for mercy with obvious terror.
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