Chapter 84: They Will Rot in There for the Rest of Their Lives
Chapter 84: They Will Rot in There for the Rest of Their Lives
(Olivia’s POV)
My expression remained faint as I looked down at my bare ring finger. “It doesn’t match the dress.”
I allowed the boutique staff member to place a delicate finger chain bracelet on my hand instead. The silver links caught the light, creating tiny sparkles across my skin.
Theodore moved behind me, his strong arms wrapping around my waist. His dark eyes fixed on the faint indentation on my ring finger in the mirror.
I could see the confusion flickering across his face. Something felt wrong to him, but my seemingly good mood made him
dismiss his concerns.
“My Luna looks beautiful in anything,” he murmured against my ear.
I felt a stir within me. Not from the pup, but from my own aching heart. The familiar warmth of his embrace threatened to
weaken my resolve.
I steeled myself, thinking of my unborn daughter. Growing up without a father like Theodore would be a blessing, not a
curse.
The moment of reflection shattered when Leo threw popcorn at Rosalie Thorne. The kernels scattered across the boutique floor like tiny white pebbles.
“Leo!” I called sharply.
My son’s arrogance was a perfect mirror of his father’s. He stood with his chin raised, completely unrepentant.
Theodore’s scolding was weak and ineffective. “Son, that’s not how we treat ladies.”
Leo barely acknowledged his father’s words. His attention was already elsewhere, examining the wedding decorations
with bored indifference.
I pulled my son into a hug, realizing this was my last chance to hold him. The weight of that knowledge crashed over me
like a wave.
Tears welled in my eyes as I spoke what felt like a final goodbye. “Leo, you were born with a gold spoon in your mouth.”
My voice trembled slightly. “But I hope you don’t act on every whim. Follow your heart and do what’s right.”
I reached into my purse and pulled out an amber jade pendant. The stone was warm from being close to my body.
“This is from me and your late grandmother, Lyra Blackwood.” I placed the chain around his neck with shaking fingers.
Leo’s eyes brightened as he examined the pendant. “It’s beautiful, Mom! Thank you!”
He ran off happily to apologize to Rosalie. I wiped my tears quickly, the pain of leaving him behind a sharp pang in my
chest.
Suddenly, an argument erupted near the fitting area. Elder Thorne’s voice rose above the chatter.
“What are you all whispering about?” he demanded of the boutique staff.
The employees looked panicked. One of them stammered, “There’s this video online, sir. It’s gone viral.”
“What video?” Elder Thorne’s face darkened.
“It shows Alpha Theodore with… with Miss Clara,” another staff member whispered. “People are saying Luna Olivia is a fool for being kept in the dark.”
The room fell silent. Everyone’s eyes darted between Theodore, Clara, and me.
Clara turned pale with fright. Her hands shook as she frantically waved them in denial.
“That’s not true! There’s no such video!” she cried, her voice high and desperate.
Her eyes darted toward Theodore’s darkening expression. The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees.
I remained the picture of calm. I walked over to the staff member holding the phone.
“May I see it?” I asked politely.
The employee hesitantly handed me the device. I glanced at the incriminating video, my expression never changing.
I handed the phone to Theodore without a word. My indifference was more unsettling than any outburst would have
been.
“Send this dress and bracelet to The Redgrave Manor,” I said coolly to the boutique manager. “I’m going to change.”
Theodore’s jaw clenched. “Fire them all. Scrub this video from every platform immediately.”
His voice was deadly quiet. “I want it gone within the hour.”
Baffled and terrified by my composure, Clara followed me into the fitting room. Her footsteps were quick and desperate.
“Olivia, please!” she begged, falling to her knees. “I’m so sorry! I’ll cut all ties with Theodore, I promise!”
Her voice cracked with panic. “Please spare my parents! They don’t deserve this!”
I began removing the evening gown with steady hands. My voice was ice when I finally spoke.
“Did they ever think of sparing my mother when they were having an affair under her nose?”
Clara’s face crumpled. “That was different! They were young and foolish!”
“Different how?” I asked, stepping out of the dress.
Desperate, Clara tried a new approach. “It was Evelyn! She orchestrated everything out of jealousy!”
I continued changing, ignoring her frantic explanations. Clara’s voice grew more shrill.
“She wanted to destroy your marriage! She used me as a pawn!”
When that failed, she played her cruelest card. “Leo! Think about Leo!”
I paused, my hand on the door handle.
“He doesn’t really hate you,” Clara rushed on. “It’s just silly, childish things. He’s irritated because you control him too
much.”
My heart clenched. “What do you mean?”
“You won’t let him eat fried chicken burgers. You won’t allow him to misbehave like other pups.” Clara’s voice was desperate.
“He thinks you’re too strict. Too boring. I could make him love you again if you spare my parents!”
The truth was so absurd and trivial that it broke my heart completely. My son resented me for being a responsible mother.
“If a pup detests his own mother for such trivial matters,” I said, my voice hollow, “then this pup is dispensable.”
Clara’s crocodile tears flowed freely. She clutched at my legs like a drowning woman.
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Chapter 84: They will not in there for the rest of their Lives
I looked down at her with cold eyes. “You’re not sorry, you’re just scared.”
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I delivered the final, crushing blow. “I’ve been notified by the pack enforcers. Silvanus and Ophelia have been sentenced.”
Clara’s face went white. “What do you mean?”
“Life imprisonment for him. Twenty years for her.” My voice was emotionless. “They will rot in there for the rest of their
lives!”
Clara’s scream echoed through the fitting room. “No! You can’t do this!”
I left her powerless screams behind and walked out. Theodore was waiting, his face grim.
“We’re going to my mother’s memorial grove,” I announced.
He nodded silently and followed me to the car. The drive was tense and quiet.
At The Grove of Whispering Ashes, I knelt before my mother’s memorial stone. The sacred urn containing her ashes sat
nearby.
“Mother,” I whispered silently, “I’m taking you to see the world, just like you always wanted.”
Theodore stood respectfully behind me. He didn’t understand the significance of this visit.
Under the guise of cleaning, I arranged for the sacred urn to be removed. “The groundskeeper will polish this properly,” I told Theodore.
Minutes after we left, my associate collected the urn as planned. Everything was proceeding perfectly.
That night, back at The Redgrave Manor, I placed my packed luggage by the back door. The bags were discreetly taken away within minutes.
As I returned inside, I saw Theodore greeting guests in the living room. Among them were Healer Elias and his family.
I paid them no mind, heading upstairs to rest before my escape. Tomorrow, I would be free.
Just as I reached the top of the stairs, Theodore’s cold voice drifted up from below.
“Healer Elias, I just want to hear one true sentence from you. Did you really help my Luna get an abortion that day?”
I froze in shock. My hand gripped the banister so tightly my knuckles went white.
Healer Elias’s terrified voice replied, “Alpha Redgrave, please don’t hurt my family… your Luna is still pregnant.”
The world seemed to tilt around me. My carefully laid plans crumbled in an instant.
Then came Theodore’s chilling command. “My Luna is sleeping. Prepare for an abortion procedure on my Luna immediately.”
