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Chapter 327

I knew this would hurt Olivia deeply, but | was desperate. Lily was gone, but

Emma was still a living, breathing pup-I couldn't

bear to watch her die.

At first, my affection for Emma had been transferred from my guilt toward Victoria,

but as tpassed, | had truly cto love

the little girl who called"Dad."

James scoffed, unmoved by my offer.

"What does Emma Frost's life or death have to do with

do with me?"

he asked coldly. "

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should I give up my own dreams for her? If

you want my kidney for her, it'll never happen."

His wolf growled beneath his skin, bristling at the very suggestion. With cold

decisiveness, he took Olivia's hand and led her

away.

| didn't try to stop them. What would be the point?

"Ethan," Victoria clutched at my arm, panic in her voice. "Just let James Knight go like that? What about Emma?"

| turned to her, trying to offer what comfort | could.

"James isn't a suitable candidate anyway," | explained gently. "He has a

motorcycle competition at the end of the month,

representing the Northern Territory. Emma's life can't cat the cost of his future."

Though Victoria clearly wanted to protest, to demand that Olivia suffer as she had suffered, she swallowed her

anger. | took her to get her wounds treated, and Dr. Samuel Wilson diagnosed a mild concussion, requiring

overnight observation at the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den

Throughout the afternoon, | visited Dr. Jonathan Rivers, discussing Emma's deteriorating condition. When |

returned to Emma's room, she had just woken up. The moment she saw me, she burst into tears, her small arms

reaching for me..

"Daddy, am | really going to die?" she sobbed, clinging to ane with desperate strength,

Her small wolf whimpered within her, sensing the danger to her body. | stroked her blonde hair, trying to soothe

her fears.

"No, princess," | whispered, my amber eyes soft with genuine affection. "I won't let that happen."

But Emma shook her head, her blue eyes wise beyond her years

"Don't lie to me, Daddy," she insisted. "I know I'm dying | just can't bear to leave you-promise me, Daddy, don't

forget me. If | die, please letbe your pup again in the next life..."

Her words pierced my heart like silver daggers. This child, this innocent pup who had done nothing to deserve

such suffering, was preparing herself for death.

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"| don't want to die," she wept, her small body shaking with sobs. "I don't want to leave you behind, Daddy..."

Victoria, beside herself with grief, tried to calm her daughter, but this tthe little girl could not be comforted.

Her sobs intensified into a fit, and she passed out from lack of oxygen.

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The healers rushed her into emergency care, working frantically to stabilize her condition. After a second

resuscitation, Dr. River: pulledaside, his expression grave.

"Alpha Stone," he said quietly, “Emma doesn't have much time."

My hands trembled imperceptibly, my wolf howling silently within me. When Emma was sent back to her ward,

Victoria could not stop crying and finally cried herself to sleep.

Throughout the night, my Alpha Phone rang nonstop as | searched desperately for a solution, calling in favors

from every pack in the Northern Territory. But by morning, there was still no hope.

| stood on the balcony of the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, watching the sunrise with weary eyes. Stubbing out

my Midnight Cigarette, | felt a decision solidifying in my heart.

(Olivia's POV)

| sat beside my mother's bed in the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, gently massaging her thin arms. Evelyn's

condition had stabilized, but she still needed regular care.

"The doctor says you might be able to go hnext week," | told her softly, working my fingers over her

muscles to prevent atrophy.

My mother smiled weakly, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "That would be nice. | miss my own bed."

As | continued the gentle massage, my Evidence Phone rang. Without pausing in my ministrations, | picked it up

and answered. The moment | did, a frantic c voice burst through the line: "James is in trouble.’