Alpha's Regret the Luna is Secret Heiress (by Sylvia) novel Chapter 250

Chapter 178: Blood and Blame

Chapter 178: Blood and Blame

(Ethan’s POV)

I was reviewing case files in my office when Maxwell Cooper burst through the door, his face pale with

urgency.

“Sir, you need to see this,” he said, holding up his phone with trembling hands.

The news report showed footage from Riverdale’s main district. My blood turned to ice as I recognized the

familiar figure fighting desperately against masked attackers.

Olivia.

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My wolf howled in anguish as I watched her protective instincts flare, pushing her friends to safety while engaging the mercenaries herself. The camera captured her amber eyes blazing with supernatural intensity

as she fought with everything she had.

Then came the gunshot..

The footage showed her falling, blood spreading across her shoulder as she collapsed onto the pavement. My chest constricted with panic and regret as I watched the ambulance arrive.

“Get the car,” I ordered Maxwell, my voice hoarse with desperation.

I frantically tried calling Olivia’s phone, but every attempt went straight to voicemail. My wolf was clawing at

my insides, demanding I find her immediately.

Maxwell drove us to every hospital near the incident scene. At Harbor City Memorial Hospital, I finally caught

familiar scents outside the emergency room.

The corridor was filled with worried pack members. Fear and anxiety hung thick in the air like a suffocating

blanket.

I spotted Connor Rivers immediately, his ice–blue eyes fixed on the operating room doors. Blood stained his

hands and clothes from his own injuries.

Desperation overwhelmed me. I grabbed Connor’s arm roughly, my wolf’s protective instincts overriding all rational thought.

“How is she?” I demanded, my voice breaking with emotion. “Tell me Olivia is going to be okay!”

Connor’s eyes flashed with barely contained fury as he turned to face me. His Alpha dominance radiated dangerously, making my wolf instinctively want to submit.

“She’s still in surgery,” he replied coldly, his voice carrying the weight of his authority.

I noticed the fresh bandages beneath his torn shirt, the scent of silver burns still lingering on his skin.

“Was it Frederick Warner?” I pressed, my mind racing. “The guns, the silver bullets – this has to be his revenge

against the Rivers pack!”

Connor’s expression darkened further. His wolf’s dominance pressed against mine with crushing force.

“Shut up,” he growled, his Alpha command making even my proud wolf bow its head.

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Chapter 178 Blood and Bl

But I couldn’t stop myself. The sight of Olivia’s blood on the news footage had shattered something inside.

1. me.

“Connor Rivers, if you can’t protect Livvy, why do you keep putting her in harm’s way?” I accused, my voice

rising with desperate anger.

The entire corridor fell silent. Every pack member turned to stare at us.

“If it weren’t for your pack’s enemies, she wouldn’t be in danger again and again!” I continued, my wolf’s protective rage overriding all sense. “Is the Rivers pack Alpha so incapable? He can’t even protect the woman

he loves!”

Connor’s ice blue eyes blazed with lethal fury. His Alpha presence pressed down on me like a physical weight.

“What are you good for?” I demanded, my voice cracking. “You used to say that I was not worthy of Livvy and not qualified to love her, so what about you? What qualifications do you have as her mate?”

Before Connor could respond, Lily stepped forward. Her voice was sharp with accusation as she defended

Connor.

“And what about you, Ethan?” she shot back, her amber eyes flashing with anger. “What about the harm you inflicted on Olivia with Cassandra Evans? You have no right to question anyone’s qualifications!“.

Her words hit me like a physical blow. The truth of my own failures silenced me completely.

The corridor fell into heavy silence as the evening grew darker. Fluorescent lights cast harsh shadows on the worried faces of pack members gathered around us.

(Katherine’s POV)

William and I arrived at the hospital to find chaos in the emergency corridor. The scent of fear and desperation was overwhelming.

My heart broke seeing Connor’s bloodied hands and the anguish in his ice–blue eyes. Olivia had become like a daughter to me, and the thought of losing her was unbearable.

“Connor, you need medical attention,” I said firmly, noticing the fresh bandages beneath his torn shirt.

“It’s nothing compared to what Olivia is going through,” he replied, his gaze never leaving the operating room

doors.

“Don’t be stubborn,” I insisted, my Luna authority coming through. “You can’t help her if you collapse from

blood loss.”

I flagged down a nurse and practically forced Connor to get his wounds properly treated. He reluctantly complied, but his eyes remained fixed on where his mate fought for her life.

After Connor left for treatment, I grabbed William’s arm and dragged him outside the hospital. The cold night air hit us as we stepped onto the pavement.

My fury, building for years, finally erupted. I slapped him hard across the face, my Luna strength behind the

blow.

“This is all your fault!” I screamed, my voice echoing in the empty parking lot.

William staggered from the impact, his hand moving to his reddened cheek. “Katherine, what are you-”

“Frederick Warner is your son!” I interrupted, my amber eyes blazing with decades of suppressed rage. “Your

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