The sight of my grandmother’s body hit me like a physical blow. After losing Lily, this second
death felt like the universe was determined to strip away everyone I loved.
My legs carried me forward automatically, my mind struggling to process the reality before
transgression.
Olivia stood beside the body, her slender frame shaking with silent sobs. I reached out
instinctively to comfort her, but she flinched away from my touch, her emerald eyes hardening
as they met mine.
“Don’t,” she said, her voice barely audible.
Bernard Sheppard stepped forward from where he’d been waiting by the wall. My family’s loyal butler looked decades older today, his usually impeccable posture now stooped with grief.
“Alpha King,” he said formally, though we’d known each other since my childhood. “I feel I
must inform you of the circumstances preceding Matriarch Evelyn’s passing.”
I nodded for him to continue, noticing how his hands trembled slightly.
“After this morning’s… incident at the cemetery, the matriarch checked herself out of the medical den against Dr. Fletcher’s advice,” Bernard explained. “She instructed the Shadow
Guard to take her to Rosewood Haven.”
My blood ran cold. “Victoria’s residence?”
Bernard nodded gravely. “Yes, sir. The Shadow Guard brought Ms. Frost to Matriarch Evelyn’s
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