From Betrayed Luna to Wolf Queen (Lillian) novel Chapter 173

Chapter 173 Simon

Third–Person POV:

Back at the hospital, once Iris learned that Lillian had already called the police, she completely lost her composure.

“Edith, she called the cops. What are we going to do?”

Edith kept her voice low and steadChapter 172 Why Not?

Third–Person POV:

“I don’t know.” Lillian’s reply was cold and firm, leaving no room for doubt.

She had always been one to think several steps ahead–a habit that was proving useful now.

Who would have guessed that the female pup, who appeared perfectly healthy, was actually sick–and in worse condition than the male:

George mentioned that at the villa where the pup had been kept last night, lights were still on at three in the morning, with doctors and emergency vehicles coming and going.

If Iris had called Lillian at daybreak, it could only mean one thing: the pup’s condition was critical.

So if the pup ended up in Lillian’s hands now, it wasn’t hard to imagine what might follow.

What made the situation almost ironic was that, judging by Julian’s behavior, he seemed completely unaware of any of this.

She had no idea how he’d spent the night searching for the missing pup.

Lillian added calmly, “But don’t worry. I already called the police about the pup for you.”

Julian’s eyes narrowed. “You did?”

“Yes. A missing pup is a serious matter. How could you not have reported it?”

Julian fell silent.

She’d actually contacted the police. That had to mean she wasn’t involved in the pup’s disappearance… right?

His grip on her wrist tightened.

A faint smile touched Lillian’s lips. “Want to know why I called them?”

“Why?”

“Because…”

Instead of explaining, she picked up her phone and played the recording of her earlier call with Iris.

Iris must have truly lost her composure.

Before, she’d always been careful not to say too much over the phone–avoiding anything Lillian could use against her.

But this morning, she’d said everything.

And Lillian had recorded every word

Iris‘ voice filled the room from the speaker. “I’ll give you the pup. You break the mate bond with Julian. Go ahead–send someone to pick it up. The address is-”

“No need.”

Lillian’s own voice cut in clearly.

Julian’s expression turned icy.

The energy around him grew even more intense.

“What?”

“I said no need. You heard me.”

“Don’t you want out of the bond with Julian? Once that pup is in your hands, he’ll end it for sure. You know how he is–he cares deeply about his brother’s pup…”

Iris‘ recorded voice grew increasingly frantic.

But before the playback could continue, Julian snatched the phone and stopped it.

His cold gaze locked onto Lillian.

Meeting his eyes, she felt her smile stiffen slightly.

“Why didn’t you let it finish?” she asked, raising a brow.

Wasn’t the recording proof enough that the pup was with Iris herself?

That this was all her doing?

Turning it off and just staring–what was that supposed to mean?

n that moment, Lillian couldn’t read what was going through Julian’s mind.

But he showed her in the next breath.

And she learned, firsthand, just how stubborn an Alpha could be.

Julian released her wrist. “Did Finn teach you that, too?”

Lillian went still.

‘That Al program his company is developing–did you get that good with it?”

Lillian glanced at her phone on the table, then back at Julian.

She understood now.

When it came to his trust in the Graves Pack, unless he witnessed something with his own eyes and ears–face to face–nothing could shake it.

Before, Iris had been too careful to leave evidence or give Lillian any leverage.

She never said much over the phone.

But now? Julian didn’t believe the recording at all. He jumped straight to assuming it was Al–generated voice synthesis.

“Tch-” Lillian couldn’t hold back a bitter, mocking laugh.

The sound felt hollow even to her.

She wasn’t sure if she was laughing at herself, at whatever was left between her and Julian, or maybe both.

She met his gaze squarely. “I really don’t see the point of keeping me tied to you through this mate bond.”

Love? Hardly.

By now, neither of them seemed to truly believe in something as fragile as love.

People who loved each other trusted each other.

What did she and Julian have? None of that.

“How did we even end up together?” The question slipped out before she could stop it.

Julian didn’t trust her–not at all.

Especially with this situation involving the pup. The disappointment in his eyes, the certainty that she was capable of harming a pup…

If that was who he believed she was, then how had they ever become mates in the first place?

“But I heard you mention hiding something,” Hilda pressed, her eyes narrowing slightly. “And the police not finding it. Are you talking about the pup?”

“Then what was it? And why bring up the police?”

That woman–when would she finally disappear from the Graves Pack for good? The whole pack had been unsettled because of her.

Every time Lillian came up. Hilda’s anger boiled over. “I truly don’t understand what Julian sees in her. This drama just never ends.”

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