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William
“Vanessa is fundamentally good,” Eleanor insisted, her voice shaking with denial. “She wouldn’t harm her own foster father.”
I felt exasperated by her continued delusions. “Eleanor, Vanessa kidnapped Grace Winters and showed capacity for cruelty against pack members.”
“You’re wrong about her,” Eleanor protested, tears streaming down her aged face. “She’s just misguided, not evil.”
Seeing that Eleanor was still immersed in her own delusions, I shook my head in silence. There was no point arguing with someone who refused to see reality.
I called the detention center, arranging a visit with Vanessa Reed. I wanted to confront the ungrateful foster daughter with another charge: attempted murder of an Alpha.
(Connor’s POV)
After a long wait, the emergency room doors finally opened. I rushed forward along with Adrian Sinclair and Richard Winters.
“Doctor, how is she?” I asked urgently, my heart pounding with desperate hope.
The doctor, removing his mask, smiled wearily. “Olivia Winters is out of danger and will be transferred to the intensive care unit.”
“Visitation will be allowed in three days,” he added, his voice carrying relief.
Everyone sighed in relief around us. My ice-blue eyes, previously empty with despair, finally showed a glimmer of light.
“Thank you, doctor,” I said, my voice hoarse with emotion. “Thank you for saving her.”
The others expressed their gratitude as well. Adrian Sinclair clasped the doctor’s hand gratefully.
As the nurses wheeled Olivia out, I watched her pale, unconscious form. A sharp pain pierced my heart seeing her so vulnerable and still.
The others also wanted to see Olivia, but pack protocol limited ICU visitors to immediate family and mates only. They would have to wait.
The nurses wheeled Olivia to the ICU carefully. The tense atmosphere that had gripped us for hours finally eased.
Emma Thompson, Rebecca Frost, and Lily cried tears of relief. Their wolves finally settled after hours of anxious pacing.
“She’s going to be okay,” Emma whispered through her tears. “Our Olivia is going to be okay.”
Rebecca hugged Lily tightly, both of them shaking with relief. The nightmare was finally over.
Ethan Grey turned to me, his amber eyes blazing with accusation. “Connor Rivers, Livvy almost lost her life being with you.”
His voice was filled with venom and blame. “Don’t harm her anymore!”
I remained silent, overwhelmed by guilt and self-reproach. My Alpha pride was wounded by his accusation, but I couldn’t deny the truth in his words.
Every word he spoke cut deep into my soul. Olivia had nearly died because of the enemies my pack had made.
Richard Winters glared at me, echoing Ethan’s words with paternal fury. “Connor Rivers, he’s right.”
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His ice-blue eyes burned with protective rage. “Stay away from Livvy from now on, and don’t come harming her again.”
I felt my heart clench with pain, my wolf whimpering at the rejection from my mate’s father. The weight of their accusations settled on my shoulders like a crushing burden.
My breathing hitched, and my heart cramped as the reality hit me. They were right – I had brought nothing but danger into Olivia’s life.
(Katherine’s POV)
Olivia Winters narrowly escaped danger, a stroke of luck from her werewolf healing abilities. But things weren’t as promising for William Rivers.
The pack doctor’s words echoed in my mind like a death sentence. “Alpha Rivers has been poisoned for months with a rare wolfsbane derivative. His organs are severely damaged by the silver-laced toxin.”
“There’s no hope for recovery,” the doctor continued, his voice heavy with finality.
Eleanor Rivers, the pack matriarch, swayed on her feet. Her face went ashen as the reality hit her.
“My son,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “My William.”
She collapsed to the floor in a dead faint. The shock of losing her son had overwhelmed even her strong Alpha bloodline constitution.
Two nurses rushed to help Eleanor while I stood frozen. The woman who had raised William, who had guided the Rivers pack for decades, was crumbling before my eyes.
My own heart felt like it was being torn apart. Despite our marital troubles, William was still my mate. The bond between us, though strained, still existed.
The following day, I visited Vanessa Reed in the detention center. The reinforced glass between us was designed to contain supernatural prisoners.
Vanessa wore a standard detention uniform, but her violet eyes still held that dangerous gleam. She greeted me with a mocking smile.
“Well, well. Mrs. Rivers,” she said, emphasizing the formal address. “What an unexpected visit.”
Gone were the days when she called me “Mom,” Our fractured relationship had shattered completely since her obsessive affections for Connor had surfaced.
“Did you poison William Rivers?” I asked coldly, cutting straight to the point.
Vanessa’s eyes widened in feigned surprise. “Poison? Whatever do you mean?”
“Don’t play innocent with me,” I snapped. “Frederick Warner was the mastermind behind the systematic poisoning. You were his accomplice.”
Vanessa’s violet eyes gleamed dangerously. She leaned forward against the glass.
“That’s quite an accusation, Mrs. Rivers,” she said with a sweet smile. “Do you have any evidence?”
“Evidence will surface through pack investigation,” I asserted firmly.
Vanessa laughed, a cold sound that sent chills down my spine. “But none exists yet, does it?”
I felt my jaw clench with frustration. She was right, and she knew it.
“Frederick Warner has been apprehended by pack enforcers,” I revealed. “He tried to kill Connor Rivers.”
For the first time, Vanessa’s composure cracked slightly. Alarm flashed across her features.
“Is Connor hurt?” she asked, her voice betraying genuine concern.
I dismissed her worry with cold disdain. “Your concern for him is pathetic and unwanted.”
“Confess to poisoning William Rivers,” I urged. “The pack council might show leniency.”
Vanessa’s defiant smile returned. “The Rivers family would never forgive me anyway. Why should I confess to something I didn’t do?”
Our visiting time was ending. Vanessa gave me a meaningful smile that sent chills down my spine.
There was something in her expression that suggested she knew more than she was revealing. Something that made my wolf instincts scream danger.
(Connor’s POV)
