From Betrayed Luna to Wolf Queen (Lillian) novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91 Blame Game

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Eleanor noticed the shift in Julian’s demeanor too–something was definitely off.

She just couldn’t put her finger on what.

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Before she could say anything else, Julian’s phone buzzed. He pulled it out and saw Helen’s name on the screen.

The moment Eleanor saw the name, her mind jumped straight to Lillian. “Seriously? She’s calling not even five minutes after you left? Can that woman not just behave for once?” Her voice dripped with irritation.

Julian shot her a cold look that shut her up fast. He didn’t bother responding.

Given everything that had gone down at Inkwood Gardens that morning, he still picked up. “Helen.”

The second the line connected, Helen’s frantic voice spilled through. “Alpha, something’s wrong! There’s a fire at Inkwood Gardens–it’s bad. You need to get back here now.”

Julian went still.

Iris and Eleanor exchanged a look.

A fire at Inkwood Gardens too?

Margaret’s place had gone up in flames just last night, and now this? Coincidence–or something else?

A fire at Inkwood Gardens wasn’t exactly small news.

And with Margaret’s house still smoldering, word that the home Julian had intended for his mate bond had also caught fire was bound to stir up talk. Especially with all the recent tension between Lillian and the rest of the pack.

Hilda had been at the hospital with Iris when the news came through.

The second she heard, she snapped. “How the hell does a fire just start out of nowhere? Did Lillian do this?”

The name barely left her mouth before Hilda remembered the conversation she’d had with

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That smug little remark-“It’s not yours, but don’t think you’ll ever get to live in it either.” Said with so much satisfaction.

It hit Hilda like a punch to the skull.

Lillian. I had to be her. No question.

Furious, Hilda tried calling Lillian immediately, but every attempt went straight to voicemail.

Finally, she borrowed someone else’s phone and got through.

Lillian picked up.

Before she could even get a word out, Hilda’s voice exploded through the receiver. “Was it you?!”

“Excuse me?”

“Don’t play stupid with me! Did you set fire to Inkwood Gardens? Lillian, have you completely lost your mind?!”

She’d already suspected Lillian was behind Margaret’s place burning down.

Now Inkwood Gardens was up in flames too, and that suspicion had hardened into absolute certainty.

“You’ve got some nerve going toe–to–toe with me like this, don’t you?

“I’d really love to know where you get the confidence to keep pulling stunts like this. Is it Julian? Is that it?

“Let me make something crystal clear–if you did this, Margaret’s not gonna let it slide. And Julian won’t be able to protect you either.”

Hilda was shaking with rage.

She genuinely loved that estate. And honestly, refusing to hand it back to Lillian had been more about getting under her skin than anything else.

But this…

Had she finally pushed Lillian too far–or had Lillian just handed her a humiliation she wouldn’t soon forget?

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She was so furious she thought she might combust.

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But on the other end of the line, Lillian’s voice floated back, completely unfazed. “I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“No idea? You’re seriously gonna sit there and tell me you had nothing to do with burning down Inkwood Gardens?”

Lillian said, “Why would I? You’re all so terrifying–I’m shaking in my boots.”

You-“Hilda could barely breathe. “You-”

Back in the day, they’d all been sure the old Lillian wouldn’t dare step out of line.

But after everything she’d pulled in the last few days, was there anything she wouldn’t dare to do now?

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll call the cops?” Hilda’s voice came out low and dangerous.

The deed to Inkwood Gardens was in Hilda’s name. If she reported it, the authorities would absolutely investigate the cause. Arson was no joke.

“Go ahead. Let the whole city find out that the estate the Graves Pack prepared for their Alpha’s mate bond is actually owned by his sister.

“Then again, maybe the Graves Pack doesn’t care much about its reputation anymore. What’s left of it, anyway?”

Hilda’s face went pale.

And whose fault was that? Lillian had spent the past few days dragging their name through the mud.

Before Hilda could fire back, Lillian’s voice drifted through again, calm and unhurried. “Let everyone see just how impressive the Graves Pack daughter really is–claiming her brother’s mate–bond property under her own name. I’m sure after that, no one in their right mind would want to marry into this family.”

A woman that ruthless wasn’t exactly wife material.

Hilda let out a cold laugh. “You think every woman’s like you? Marrying into the Graves Pack and bringing absolutely nothing to the table?”

An orphaned Omega with no family, no money, no connections.

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