apter 128: Are You Even a Human Being?
Chapter 128: Are You Even a Human Being?
(Olivia’s POV)
Beta Tristan pushed the door open and came in. He rarely broke in without Matthew’s permission, looking somewhat
urgent.
“Alpha King, this is not good.” He held up a tablet for Matthew and me to see. “It’s trending.”
A series of malicious hashtags filled the screen: #AlphaKaneMarksARejectee#, #Abandoned HerMateAndPup#, #WhatAPitifulChild #, #Shameless SheWolf#.
The vicious slander was clearly aimed at me. My face turned pale as I read each cruel word.
The secret I had tried so hard to keep was finally exposed. Every carefully constructed wall I’d built around my past was
crumbling.
*Alpha King and Queen, rest assured, apart from a photo of the Crimson Pack’s young heir, there’s nothing else,” Tristan quickly added.
Just then, Matthew’s phone rang. It was a call that had bypassed his Beta, indicating its importance.
Before answering, he looked at Tristan with a calm, unruffled expression. He gave a series of commands with the
authority of a king.
“Take down the trending topics. Bring the pup in. And find a healer.”
I knew he was referring to Leo. Despite my deep reluctance to see my son, I understood that leaving a pup crying in the
rain would be detrimental to the Kane royal family’s reputation.
It seemed bringing him in was our only option. I didn’t object.
“I will handle things,” Matthew said softly to me while taking the call.
He reached for my hand, feeling how tightly I was clenching it. My nails were digging into my palm, drawing blood.
On the phone, a stern voice delivered an ultimatum: “If you mark her, you will no longer be my student.”
It was his mentor, furious about the marking. The voice was using the scandal as leverage to threaten Matthew’s position.
Matthew calmly dealt with the pressure, his voice steady and controlled. Then he gently pried my hand open.
Seeing the bloody imprints, he applied moonlight herb salve to the marks. He lied smoothly, “It was nothing.”
He then looked at me seriously. “The marking ceremony… I’m afraid it can’t be a low–key affair anymore.”
He intended to make our bond an undeniable fact. The determination in his golden eyes was unmistakable.
“From now on, call me by my name,” he added. There was a hint of anticipation in his otherwise placid tone.
Lost in my thoughts, I softly complied, “Matthew.”
Leo was carried in by Beta Tristan, his small face deathly pale. He struggled out of the Beta’s arms and stumbled.
Then he scrambled towards me, his voice choked with sobs, “Mom…”
Rainwater and tears streamed down his face. A Royal Guard blocked his path, and Leo collapsed to his knees.
“Mom, I know I was wrong,” he cried out. His voice was clearer than I remembered, cutting through my defenses.
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“I won’t cause trouble anymore, I won’t call Clara ‘mommy, and I don’t want Rosie. I only want you, Mom.”
The sight of my son, so broken and desperate, triggered a horrifying flashback. The image of myself collapsing at the pack infirmary door flashed before my eyes.
Blood spread beneath me in that memory. The agony, both physical and emotional, was as fresh as if it were happening
all over again.
Unable to bear it, I turned away from Leo. I buried my face in Matthew’s chest, seeking refuge from the pain.
(Matthew’s POV)
Seeing his mother’s rejection, Leo’s heart broke. He crumpled to the floor in a heap of despair, his small body shaking with
sobs.
I signaled Tristan, who quickly picked up the pup. He carried him to an adjacent room, away from the painful scene.
To pull Olivia from her dark thoughts, I gently prompted, “Go to work. Didn’t you find a clue?”
I knew her work was what could restore her spirit. The distraction was necessary to keep her grounded.
The distraction worked. Olivia stood up abruptly, bumping into me.
As I steadied her, her forehead brushed against my throat. It was an accidental, fleeting touch she barely noticed.
But it brought a rare, faint smile to my lips. The brief contact sent warmth through my chest.
She moved past me to my desk, her focus shifting entirely. Her professional instincts were taking over.
“Matthew, look…” she began, her voice filled with the excitement of discovery.
“I found an account in the European Territory under Silvanus Thorne’s name. Every month, funds are transferred into a
North American account.”
She explained that the owner of that overseas account also had a European account with substantial deposits. Her
fingers flew across the keyboard as she spoke.
“I’ve identified his fund manager. Silvanus JR must have been operating the account while his father was in prison.”
“I’ve already hacked into both of their phones. I should have something soon.”
I leaned over her, my hands braced on the desk. I listened intently to her analysis, impressed by her thoroughness.
“Once you solve this case,” I said, “you’ll make a name for yourself in the territory.”
(Olivia’s POV)
Our conversation was interrupted by the healer entering the room. His expression was grave as he approached us.
“Alpha King, Luna, the pup has a weak constitution. He has heart disease.”
The words struck me like a physical blow. My hand tightened into a fist, nails cutting into my palm again.
“He has a high fever and inflammation,” the healer continued. “The father doesn’t know his medication history or if he has any allergies.”
My gaze dropped to the floor. The guilt was overwhelming, crushing my chest.
“Use moonlight herb extract,” I said quietly, my voice barely a whisper. “He has an allergic constitution and is allergic to
peanuts.”
Just like Aurora. The genetic similarity was undeniable, a painful reminder of our connection. As the healer turned to leave, he hesitated. He added something that made my blood run cold.
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“The pup has many scars, both old and new. I suspect he’s been abused.”
Horror washed over me like ice water. My entire body went rigid with shock and rage.
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I looked up, my eyes locking onto the figure standing in the doorway. It was Theodore, his dark eyes a bottomless abyss.
I rose from my chair and walked towards him. Each step felt heavy, weighted with fury and disbelief.
He watched me approach, his expression softening with love. The word ‘mate‘ was forming on his lips.
Before he could speak, my hand swung through the air. The sharp c***k of a slap echoed in the silent room.
My furious voice trembled as I confronted him, “Are you even a human being?”
