Chapter 332\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
The silence in the room pressed in like iron.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stood there, barely breathing, eyes fixed on the fragile body in the hospital bed. She hadn\u2019t moved. Not once. Not even a twitch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTessa.\u201d I said softly. My voice didn\u2019t shake-but inside, my wolf was restless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s Riley,\u201d I continued. \u201cYou hated me enough to recognize my voice, didn\u2019t you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t respond, but I kept talking anyway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI heard some comatose wolves retain awareness. A flicker of consciousness somewhere behind the stillness. If that\u2019s true, maybe you\u2019re in there. Maybe you can hear me. If so, when are you going to wake up?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The antiseptic tang of the ward stung my nose. Stark white walls and bone-white sheets made her look even more withered. Tessa had been a flame once-a golden Alpha-to-be with sharp teeth and a brighter smile. She\u2019d been everything I wasn\u2019t allowed to be.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now she was just\u2026 quiet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I eased down into the chair beside her. My eyes didn\u2019t leave her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know they all think I did this to you. But you and I both know who really pushed you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI served five years for what Scarlett did. Five years. You\u2019ve been asleep, but I\u2019ve been in hell.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My voice thickened, pain creeping in despite the calm facade. \u201cThey used silver needles. They beat me. They took a kidney.\u201d I pressed my palm to my side, remembering the phantom ache.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYour brother made sure they \u2018looked after me. Every scar I have is for your justice.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sunlight cut through the curtain slats, splashing the floor in strips of gold. It didn\u2019t reach me. It never did.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I swallowed, hard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI remember the first time I saw you. You were laughing, radiant in designer clothes, practically floating through the halls like a princess. I was so jealous. You had everything-a loving family, respect, safety.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI came back to the Ebonclaw Pack thinking I\u2019d found home. I was wrong. I was nothing but an intruder. An Omega they didn\u2019t want.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I let out a shaky breath. \u201cNow, I\u2019m not even that. I\u2019m just a convict. A scapegoat.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My throat burned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you know the truth. You were there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A tear escaped before I could stop it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 332\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wiped my face roughly and stood. \u201cTessa, you need to wake up. Not for me. For yourself. For the truth.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned to leave-and froze.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ronan.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His tall frame blocked the doorway, clad in a sharp black suit that only made the lethal aura around him more pronounced. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, features carved from marble-cold, perfect, and terrifying.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart jackhammered in my chest. Every nerve screamed danger. I couldn\u2019t move.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He started walking.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Each step was calculated. Measured. A predator closing in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stumbled back until I hit the edge of Tessa\u2019s bed with a dull thud. He kept coming.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room shrank with every breath I took. Air thinned. The scent of him-pine, cold steel, and something ancient-curled around me like smoke.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had nowhere to run.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlpha Ronan\u2026\u201d I managed, voice barely above a whisper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes flicked over me, slow and merciless. \u201cYou\u2019re afraid of me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t deny it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The memories were too loud.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019d orchestrated my torment in prison. Every cruelty had come with his silent consent. I could survive the others-but not him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I kept my gaze on the floor, trembling from the inside out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI spoke to Tessa,\u201d I said quickly. \u201cI did what Kael asked. May I leave now?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cKael doesn\u2019t speak for me,\u201d Ronan said. His voice was a blade-precise and deadly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stepped closer. I flinched.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stared down at me like I was something beneath his boot. \u201cYou think a five-year sentence settles your debt?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My blood turned to ice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted to run.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I couldn\u2019t move.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t fight him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\u00a0<\/p>\n
26\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 332\u00a0<\/p>\n
So I did the only thing left to do.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I dropped to my knees.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m guilty. I wronged your sister. Please forgive me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My head struck the floor. Hard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Again. And again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The impact reverberated through my bones, but I barely felt it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry. I\u2019m sorry. I\u2019m sorry\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I kept repeating it. A broken mantra. The words tumbled from my lips like blood.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ronan said nothing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then he spoke.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
know what I see when I look at you, Riley?\u201d he said, voice low. \u201cI see a wolf who should have died five years ago. I see a liar wearing guilt like a badge. And I see weakness.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He crouched, bringing his face level with mine.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTessa trusted Scarlett. Just like I trusted you. And both of you betrayed us.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I tried to meet his eyes, but his glare burned too hot.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you think kneeling fixes what was taken from her? What was taken from me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My lips parted, but no sound came.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me,\u201d he growled, \u201cwhat else should I take from you to make us even? Another kidney? Or maybe your voice?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A sob escaped my throat. I couldn\u2019t stop it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My forehead hit the ground again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease\u2026 no more\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ronan watched in silence. His fists\u00a0<\/p>\n
lenched at his sides.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This wasn\u2019t satisfying him. It wasn\u2019t enough.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because breaking me wasn\u2019t the point.,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Watching me shatter-again and again\u00a0<\/p>\n
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