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68 Stabbed

Author: Jenne Lopes

Last Updated: 2025-07-08 22:27:19

Evelyn

"I said let go of me, you fucking hag!"

There was no use hiding anything anymore. Margaret obviously knew who I was, and given that she was in Susan's room, it meant Susan had told her. Somehow, Margaret and Susan were working together.

Margaret held onto my arm, her grip tight enough to bruise. "You think you can just waltz back here and fool everyone? You think we're all stupid?"

"Margaret, calm down," Susan said frantically from her bed. "Stop shouting."

I could see Susan glancing nervously toward the door. She was terrified someone would be drawn by the commotion Margaret was causing.

"Five years," Margaret continued, her voice rising. "Five years you've been gone, and now you sneak back here pretending to be some visiting doctor? What kind of sick game is this?"

"Margaret, please," Susan hissed, but Margaret wasn't listening.

Susan wasn't stupid. She was a self-entitled bitch, but not stupid. With the leverage I held over her, she'd do anything to break free. I'd made it cl

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Ava Wolf

Those three are HILARIOUS!!!! There ain’t no way Damon didn’t hear their conversation, & suddenly appeared in the doorway. He HAS to know Evelyn is back.

Ava Wolf

OMGOODNESS! The cliff hanger’s are killing me.

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He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth 78 Tied Down
EvelynI woke up with my head pounding and the taste of blood in my mouth. Everything hurt - my face, my ribs, the back of my skull where something had connected hard enough to knock me unconscious. My mouth felt dry and metallic, my tongue probing carefully at loose teeth.My hands were tied behind my back, secured to what felt like a wooden chair. The rope was tight, professionally knotted, cutting into my wrists when I tried to move. I tested the bonds carefully, feeling for any give or weakness. Nothing. Whoever had done this knew what they were doing.I opened my eyes slowly, blinking against the dim light filtering through dirty windows. The room looked like an abandoned hunting cabin - rough wooden walls, a stone fireplace that hadn't been used in years, dust covering everything. The air smelled of old wood and neglect.The last thing I remembered clearly was the guard in the holding cell. The helmet covering their face, the way they'd moved toward me without responding to my q
He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth 77 Death Sentence
SusanI stared at Hilda in complete shock, the words "She's dead" echoing in my mind over and over. This wasn't what I'd planned. This wasn't what I'd wanted. The room felt too small suddenly, the air too thin."What?" My voice came out as a whisper, barely audible even to myself."Dr. Graham. She's dead," Hilda repeated, her voice steady but her eyes showing distress. She stood perfectly still, hands clasped in front of her like she was delivering a routine report."How?" My panic began to build, starting as a flutter in my chest and spreading outward through my body. "What happened? I didn't tell you to—""You signaled for me to handle the situation," Hilda said carefully, choosing each word with extreme caution. "During the capture, things got... rough. I handled her too roughly."My mind raced through the implications, each thought hitting me hard. No Dr. Graham meant no treatment. No treatment meant death. My mother couldn't help me - not with the way she'd been acting lately, th
He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth Author's Note
More chapters coming tonight at 20:00 (GMT -4).Also, I'm curious - where is everyone reading from? Drop a comment and let me know what country/city you're in. I love seeing how far this story travels.See you tonight!
He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth 76 A Friendly Visit
Author's Note: In the previous chapter, Robin's ultimatum was stated as 24 hours. This was an error - the correct timeframe is 48 hours.SusanI wheeled myself through the pack house corridors on the second night, the sound of my chair's wheels echoing against the stone floors. The chaos from Robin's ultimatum still buzzed in my ears. Forty-eight hours. The countdown had already begun, and somewhere in the building, Damon was mobilizing search teams that would never find what they were looking for.Pack members I passed gave me sympathetic looks, probably thinking I was struggling with the stress of the diplomatic crisis. If only they knew how satisfied I actually felt. Everything was falling into place exactly as it should.The corridors near Ava's quarters were quieter, removed from the main areas where the search coordination was taking place. I could hear faint sounds of activity from the direction of Damon's office, but here it was peaceful. Almost normal.I knocked softly on the
He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth 75 Call For War
SusanI sat in my hospital bed, listening to the chaos Robin was creating throughout the pack house. Doors slammed. Voices raised in questioning. Footsteps pounded through corridors as he conducted his frantic search for Dr. Graham. Every sound made my heart race with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.Hours had passed since his confrontation with Damon. Robin's "one hour" deadline had come and gone, but Damon apparently decided to let the search continue rather than physically throw out a fellow Alpha. I could only imagine how desperate Robin was getting, how unhinged he'd become when he finally realized his precious healer was gone forever.The sound of his voice carried through the walls as he questioned pack members, demanding to know if anyone had seen Dr. Graham, if anyone knew where she might have gone. His tone grew more frantic with each passing hour.A soft knock at my door interrupted my listening. A young nurse peered in, her expression nervous."Luna Susan? Margaret H
He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth 74 Your Beta Did It
ColeI stared at the empty holding cell, running through every security protocol I'd installed over the past five years. No one had ever escaped this room. Not even an Alpha. I'd built the damn thing myself, reinforced the walls with steel plating, installed a locking mechanism that only responded to my keycard. Even Damon couldn't open it without me.The door frame showed no damage. No scratches around the lock. No bent metal or broken hinges. Clean exit. Professional.Shit."She broke out," Damon stated flatly, turning to face Robin. "Your healer assaulted my aunt, got arrested, and then escaped custody. How exactly do you defend that?"Robin's face hardened, his jaw setting. "There has to be a reason. Dr. Graham wouldn't just—""Wouldn't just what?" Damon cut him off, his voice rising. "Wouldn't assault an elder pack member? Because I watched her stab Margaret in the neck."I could smell the anger rolling off both of them. That sharp, bitter scent that warned of violence coming. So

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