LOGIN(Olivia's POV)Half a month later, the entire Moonstone pack was immersed in excitement, preparing for the grand mating ceremony. The atmosphere was electric with anticipation as pack members hurried about with decorations and arrangements.Lucas insisted on giving me a wedding worthy of a Luna's st
(Ethan's POV)The eighteen-hour surgery on my left leg finally concluded. The pack healers managed to save it, but at a tremendous cost to my werewolf healing abilities.Dead tissue was removed. A significant portion of muscle was excised to prevent the silver poisoning from spreading further throug
Once beyond pack jurisdiction, she thought she could start a new life. She was reveling in the belief that I would suffer while Ethan grieved, and she would live freely in human society.However, the destination was not the civilized country Victoria desired, but the lawless Bloodfang Territory in t
(Olivia's POV)In the medical center room, Evelyn Winters watched as Lucas Blackwood and I walked in hand in hand. Our mate bond was strengthening with each passing day, and I could feel the warmth of his presence through our growing connection."Alpha Blackwood, don't worry me - are those burns ser
Instead, Maxwell had called to say he was busy with pack business and wouldn't be coming home. I had broken down in tears at yet another broken promise.Lily had comforted me, blowing on my hand and saying it would make it feel better. This was a way for us to express our care for each other.Now I
(Third Person's POV)Dr. Marcus Fletcher's face was grim as he delivered the devastating news to Maxwell Chen. The pack healer's usually steady hands trembled slightly as he held Ethan's medical charts."Alpha Stone's left lower limb has severe thigh muscle damage from the silver contamination," Dr.
"The servants said what you wanted to hear," I cut in. "That I was making it up. That I was using Lily to get your attention."I laughed bitterly. "As if I would ever use our daughter that way."(Ethan's POV)Her words triggered a flood of memories I had dismissed as unimportant. Conversations I had
"Ethan, please," she had begged. "It must be Lily crying. Martha can't soothe her. Let me check on her—I'll come right back."But I had been deaf to her pleas, unable to comprehend why Martha couldn't handle a simple situation with a baby. I had silenced her protests with demanding kisses, lost in m
(Matriarch Evelyn's POV)The morning sun cast long shadows across Sacred Moonlight Cemetery as I knelt before Lily's tombstone. My weathered fingers traced the engraved name, the cold stone a stark contrast to the warmth of my tears."My great-granddaughter," I whispered, memories flooding back like
(Ethan's POV)My eyes darted to Olivia's sleeping form on the bed. The sedative Dr. Bennett had administered ensured she wouldn't wake until morning, giving me time to repair what I had so carelessly destroyed.A soft whimper escaped her lips, drawing me to her side. Her forehead felt hot against my







