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The morning sun cast long shadows across Sacred Moonlight Cemetery as | knelt before
Lily's tombstone. My weathered fingers traced the engraved name, the cold stone a stark
contrast to the warmth of my tears.
"My great-granddaughter," | whispered, memories flooding back like a broken dam.
Bernard stood respectfully behind me, his silence heavy with shared grief. |
closed my eyes,
remembering a conversation I'd overheard between Ethan and Olivia just before my spiritual
retreat.
"How is Lily?" Ethan had asked casually, as if inquiring about the weather. "I was thinking we
could have dinner together this weekend."
Olivia's face had remained carefully neutral. "She's fine. Just busy with school projects."
The memory twisted like a knife in my chest. Lily had been dead for months, yet Ethan spoke
as if she were alive. And Olivia had maintained the charade.
"She protectedfrom the truth," | realized aloud, my voice breaking. "Because of my
memory issues, she didn't want to causepain by tellingrepeatedly that Lily was gone."
Bernard shifted uncomfortably. "Matriarch, perhaps we should return to the estate. This shock
isn't good for your health."
I ignored his concern, another memory surfacing-Olivia's haunted eyes whenever Lily was
mentioned, the careful way she redirected conversations. She had carried this burden alone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"But Ethan," | said, rising shakily to my feet. "How could he not know his own daughter was
dead? How could he ask about her so casually?"
The implications were too terrible to contemplate. Had my grandson truly been so neglectful
of his family that he hadn't even noticed his daughter's passing?
"Bernard, what kind of father doesn't know his child is dead?" | demanded, anger replacing
grief. "What kind of Alpha abandons his mate to mourn alone?"
My faithful butler remained silent, his eyes downcast. His loyalty to the Stone family
prevented him from speaking ill of the Alpha, but his silence was answer enough.
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"Taketo him," | commanded, my voice regaining its authority. "I will confront him here, at Lily's grave, where
he cannot hide from the truth."
(Matriarch Evelyn's POV)
As we walked toward the cemetery gates, a wave of dizziness washed over me. The world
tilted alarmingly, colors blurring together.
"Matriarch!" Bernard's alarmed voice seemed to cfrom far away.
My legs gave way beneath me, the emotional shock finally overwhelming my aged body.
Strong arms caughtbefore | hit the ground.
"Call the medical den immediately!" Bernard ordered someone | couldn't see.
The world faded to darkness as | was carefully lifted into a vehicle. My last conscious thought
was of Olivia's face, so brave despite her pain, and my grandson's betrayal of everything | had
taught him about pack leadership and family.
Meanwhile, at Imperial Gardens, Ethan knelt among the scattered fragments of Lily's mug.
Each broken piece seemed to mock his attempts at redemption.
His large hands, capable of commanding an entire pack, trembled as he gathered the shards.
The disappointment stinging his heart was nothing compared to what Lily must have felt
each the broke his promises to her.
Amber eyes scanned the room, searching for a photograph, any image of the daughter he'd
never truly known. But there was nothing-no pictures, no mementos, no trace of Lily's
existence in his private quarters.
"What kind of father am 1?" he whispered to the empty room.
(Ethan's POV)
The broken pieces of Lily's mug lay scattered across my palm, jagged edges cutting into my skin. | barely felt the
pain, too consumed by the hollow ache in my chest.
| had spent hours meticulously repairing this mug, this precious artifact of my daughter's love, only for Olivia to
shatter it again. | couldn't blher. The mug was just a symbol of all | had
broken between us.
"| DAD!" The childish inscription mockedfrom one of the larger fragments.
Setting the pieces aside, | moved to my computer terminal. There had to be records, videos, something to show
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My fingers hovered over the keyboard. What right did | have to these memories now? | hadn't earned them in
life; did | deserve them in death?
Before | could make a decision, my phone rang. Bernard Sheppard's nflashed on the
screen.
"Alpha Stone," he said, his normally composed voice tight with urgency. "Your grandmother has collapsed at
Sacred Moonlight Cemetery. We're en route to Silvercrest Pack Medical Den
now."
My blood ran cold. “What happened?"
A brief hesitation. "She discovered Miss Lily's grave, sir."
The simple statement hitlike a physical blow. Grandmother had found out
about Lily's
death-a death | hadn't even known about until recently.
"I'll meet you there," | said, already moving toward the door.
Questions raced through my mind as | drove. Why had Grandmother been at the cemetery? How had she
reacted to discovering Lily's grave? And most importantly, would she recover
from the shock?
The Silvercrest Pack Medical Den was in chaos when | arrived. Medical staff rushed through corridors, their
movements urgent but controlled.
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