Chapter 179
Chapter 179
Third Person’s POV
On her way to the Mooncrest Medical Center, Riley found herself unable to calm down.
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Images of Zara’s face flashed repeatedly in her mind–how would the proud Luna of the Ebonclaw Pack react when faced with the truth? The woman who once ruled over pack lands with grace and power, who believed she was blessed by the Moon Goddess herself, would finally see that she had been nothing more than a puppet in Alabic’s meticulously crafted play.
Riley had come here not just to confront the past, but to make sure Zara understood every lie she had swallowed and every betrayal she had endured. She wanted Zara to feel the same helplessness and pain she once did–the agony of trust torn apart by deception.
When she arrived at the hospital, Riley took a deep breath and steadied her emotions. Her footsteps were firm and sharp as she strode toward Zara’s room, the corridor echoing with the sound of her determination.
She pushed open the door, and what met her eyes was a far cry from the powerful Luna of the past.
Zara, the once regal matron always dressed in elegance, now looked like a wilted bloom–pale, hollow–eyed, and stripped of her commanding presence. Her legs were casted, and her aura dimmed. The Luna had been reduced to a fragile, caged patient.
She had already learned from her assistant that both Scarlett and Kael– her “beloved daughter and heir–had been imprisoned. The news had left her in a frenzy, but her injuries made her powerless, unable to leave her room, her frustration. mounting like a storm behind her ribs.
And then Riley entered
The moment Zara’s eyes met Riley’s, a blaze of hatred ignited. To her, the girl standing before her was the root of it all. Her shattered legs, her children in jail, her crumbling name–everything was Riley’s fault.
Zara thrashed in her bed, the fury in her bones driving her like wildfire. “You little wretch!” she screamed hoarsely, “I should have let the Rogues tear you apart when they had the chance! If anything happens to Scarlett or Maddox, I’ll drag you to hell myself p>
But Riley, used to such venom, didn’t flinch. Her expression was blank, her golden eyes calm and unreadable, like the still surface of a lake concealing the darkness beneath. She stood at a distance, arms folded, letting Zara exhaust herself
For nearly an hour, Zara raged, cursed, and sobbed. But Riley remained still, an unmoving statue, letting her drown in her own bitterness.
At last, Zara collapsed against the bed, gasping for breath, her strength sappęd
Only then did Riley speak, her voice soft, mocking
“ Luna Zara ” she said coolly. “I brought something interesting Would you care to take a look p>
With that she laid a thick file on the edge of the hospital bed.
Zara snatched at it with trembling hands, intending to shred it apart without reading a word.
But Riley’s voice stopped her “Are you sure you don’t want to see what secrets your perfect little family’s been hiding all these years!
Zatas eyes narrowed suspicion flickering in the depths of her pain. Against her better judgment, she glanced down–and the moment her eyes skimmed the first page, her face isisted in disbelief
“No, that’s a lie she shrieked finging the papers from her Lap “You forged this, you venomous brat! You’re trying to
Her denial was loud violent–but the tears rolling down her cheeks told another story. Her body trembled, as if struck by
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lightning
“He wouldn’t do this to me
me… He said he loved me… Alabic wouldn’t he couldn’t_”
But the documents in her lap didn’t lie.
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She had always believed her life was flawless–her mate loyal, her children her pride, her marriage blessed. But now, the truth loomed like a jagged moon above her: Alabic had never been hers.
He had never loved her.
Everything had been orchestrated–the birth of Riley, the sudden death of her father, the convenient way Alabic claimed the Ebonclaw fortune after Zara’s fall.
Even Scarlett, the girl she’d raised and adored, wasn’t hers by blood. She was the child of Elira Blackthorn–the director of Mooncrest Hospital–and Alabic. Sent to Zara by a so–called Seer, who claimed the child would heal her shattered heart.
What a cruel prophecy. What a devastating lic.
Every piece fell into place now. Riley’s disappearance. Her father’s mysterious death just days after her birth. The way Alabic seized control of the pack and erased every trace of Zara’s power, all while Zara poured her soul into raising someone else’s
child.
Through it all, Zara had clung to her faith in Alabic, even convincing herself that motherhood could erase the cracks forming around her heart.
Now, her world had caved in.
Zara’s once proud eyes clouded with disbelief. She stared at Riley, who stood like
like a shadow from the past, unmoved by the
chaos.
And Riley?
Riley had waited a long time for this.
This was only the beginning.
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