The Alpha King is unavailable novel Chapter 288

Chapter 288

The women’s expressions darkened as they surrounded me, their wolves bristling beneath their skin. I suddenly realized how

vulnerable I was an elderly, ill she–wolf confronting three healthy Betas.

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“Everyone in the pack knows the truth,” one sneered, pushing me backward. “Your daughter drugged Alpha Stone with moonberry wine during a pack celebration, got herself pupped, and forced his true mate Victoria Frost to step aside.”

“That’s not what happened!” I tried desperately to explain. “Olivia was a victim too! She never intended to come between mates!”

But the women refused to listen, their minds poisoned by years of pack gossip. One of them shoved me roughly, sending me stumbling backward.

“Your daughter is nothing but an opportunist,” Brenda Ellis hissed. “She saw a chance to become Luna and took it, regardless of

who got hurt.”

“You don’t understand,” I pleaded, my strength waning. “Victoria Frost is not what she seems. She’s manipulated everyone, including Alpha Stone!”

This only enraged them further. Overwhelmed by both anger and grief, my wolf surged forward defensively. I lashed out

physically, but outnumbered and weakened by my illness, I couldn’t match their strength.

One of the women shoved me roughly, sending me sprawling to the ground. I clutched at my chest, a sharp pain radiating through my body as my wolf whimpered in distress.

“Look what you’ve done to yourself, old woman,” Brenda Ellis said coldly. “Maybe you should worry less about defending your daughter’s reputation and more about your own health.”

The pain intensified, spreading through my chest like wildfire. My vision blurred as I struggled to breathe, my wolf retreating in

fear and pain.

The last thing I heard before losing consciousness was their retreating footsteps and mocking laughter.

(Victoria’s POV)

I observed the scene from my Raven–Trimmed Wheelchair positioned discreetly behind a stand of tall moonflowers, feeling no remorse as I watched Evelyn Winters collapse. My wolf purred with satisfaction beneath my skin.

This encounter had been carefully orchestrated. I had deliberately chosen this secluded area of the Silvercrest Medical Garden and

planted these rumors with Brenda Ellis, knowing the notorious gossip would spread them effectively.

I had paid Brenda and her friends handsomely to provoke Evelyn, hoping the stress would worsen her heart condition and

decrease her chances of surviving her upcoming surgery. Seeing the elderly she–wolf fall to the ground, clutching her chest in

obvious distress, filled me with cold satisfaction.

As Brenda and her companions hurried away, I quietly wheeled myself in the opposite direction, pleased with the outcome of my

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scheme. One more obstacle in my path to securing Ethan’s complete devotion was being eliminated.

I reached up to touch Ethan’s Ancestral Moonstone Amulet that I always wore around my neck the token he had given to “Little Orange” all those years ago. My fingers met bare skin.

Panic surged through me as my wolf whined anxiously. The amulet was missing! I frantically searched the collar of my blouse,

hoping it had simply slipped inside my clothing.

Nothing.

Cold dread washed over me. That amulet was irreplaceable – the ancestral stone that Ethan had worn since childhood. There was

only one such amulet in the whole world.

If Evelyn really died today and someone found this amulet near her body, Ethan would definitely suspect me. The reason I had spread rumors and paid others to provoke Evelyn instead of doing it myself was precisely to avoid Ethan’s suspicion.

Although Ethan had told me it was over between us, as long as I remained “Little Orange” in his heart, I knew he would come back to me one day. I couldn’t risk losing that connection.

I urgently spun my wheelchair back toward the garden, retracing my path. The amulet must have fallen when I was watching the

confrontation.