: Disfigure her? But I want her life.
: Disfigure her? But I want her life.
Disfigure her? But I want her life.
(Ethan’s POV)
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In the hospital room, I sat on the bed, peeling an apple with a knife. The blade moved smoothly through the red skin, creating a perfect spiral.
My phone buzzed. Tasha’s voice came through, trembling with rage.
“Destroy Olivia’s face,” she hissed. “And I’ll give you everything you want, including access to her system.”
I paused, the knife hovering over the apple. “Are you sure?” I asked coolly. “What I want is not to disfigure her.
I want her life.”
Silence stretched between us. Then Tasha’s voice returned, harder now.
“Taking her life is also fine! You wait for my news!”
The line went dead. I sneered and muttered to myself, “I never thought my mother and sister had such poor judgment. Mom chose the wrong mate. My sister is even worse, Theodore is terrible, and Matthew is no
better.”
The door opened. My father Faelan Moonstone walked in, followed by mother Annelise Moonstone.
“Who made you so angry?” Annelise asked, picking up the apple and throwing it away.
My demeanor softened instantly. “It’s nothing. Mother, why did you and Father come?”
Annelise sighed, her eyes focusing on the burn on my neck. “Some things, you shouldn’t do yourself. You
don’t know how much I treasure you.”
She sat beside me, her voice turning urgent. “What about your relationship with Seraphina Kane? You need to
seize the opportunity of Matthew’s upcoming coronation.”
Her fingers traced the air as if counting invisible coins. “Your two older brothers are not promising. Your
father and I are counting on you for the rest of our lives. Everything your father has will be yours,
understand?”
I nodded obediently. “Yes, Mother.”
After they left, my mind replayed a memory from before I was five. Annelise relentlessly whipping Lyra in the basement. The sound of leather against skin. Lyra’s muffled cries.
All of Annelise’s subsequent kindness felt utterly hypocritical to me. I had waited thirty years for Lyra to
return, only to receive news of her death.
Now, with no one left to care about, I resolved that it was time to bring the Moonstone Pack down with me.
(Olivia’s POV)
After having lunch with Matthew and dropping off Leg and Aurora at the Crimson Pup Creche, I drove to the hospital. Theodore was in a meeting with Lydia Miles and several company executives.
Theodore’s bodyguard blocked my path. “Luna, the Alpha is in an important meeting.”
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I angrily pushed him aside, kicking open the conference room door. The executives looked up in shock as I
stormed in.
I walked up to Theodore in a rage. “Theodore, what gives you the right to hit my son?”
Even when he had caused me to fall or tried to make me miscarry, I had never laid a hand on him. The red
mark on Leo’s cheek burned in my memory.
“Did Leo say something? I was just lightly disciplining him,” Theodore said, trying to grab my hand.
I recoiled. “If you dare touch him again, I won’t let you see him anymore!”
Theodore quickly apologized. “My love, I was wrong. I promise I won’t hit him again. I’ll take you to see Ethan.”
Lydia tried to interject about the meeting. I took the opportunity to turn and leave.
Theodore caught me at the stairwell. “I’ll take you to see him,” he pleaded, but I moved away when he reached
for me.
“I won’t touch you. Come with me,” he said, stepping into the elevator. “If Ethan is Hacker Zero… he could also
endanger Matthew.”
That was the only way he could get me to follow. Inside the elevator, he suddenly said, “My love, I bought this hospital. In the future, if the pups have any minor ailments, they can come directly.”
He even mentioned Aurora, but I cut him off, my eyes cold. “Aurora is not your pup.”
We entered Ethan’s room. Ethan feigned surprise.
“Luna, why are you here? And with your former mate?”
My gaze fell on the burn on Ethan’s neck. I suddenly realized that Hacker Zero’s only exposed skin had been
his neck.
“How did you get hospitalized?” I asked.
Ethan calmly explained, “Oh, I went for dinner with Seraphina yesterday. The server was careless and scalded
me while changing the moonlight wine.”
He showed me a photo on his phone of them at the restaurant. Theodore called Seraphina, who confirmed they had dinner at 7:30 PM, the exact time of the exhibition hall explosion.
It seemed to be a misunderstanding.
(Ethan’s POV)
As Olivia turned to leave, I stopped her “Luna, do you want to know about your mother?”
Theodore tried to dissuade her, but I launched into a tirade, mocking him. “I heard you opened a film company for Audrey Vale? Your mistress’s name is Clara Thorne, isn’t it? With a pup, Rosalie? Where are they
now?”
My words hung in the air, an unspoken threat of the asylum. Theodore paled as he met Olivia’s hurt and icy
gaze.
I pushed Theodore out of the room, sneering. “I really don’t know how that Alpha King Matthew can tolerate you buzzing around Olivia,”
I slammed the door shut.
Now, only Olivia and I were in the room. She sat on the sofa by the window as my cold gaze lingered on her
slender, white neck.
I could almost hear the rhythmic pulse of her carotid artery. A heartbeat as clean as Lyra’s.
I picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table and walked towards her.
