Chapter 150: Broken Bonds and Rising Storms
Chapter 150: Broken Bonds and Rising Storms
(Cassandra’s POV)
My phone buzzed incessantly with notifications from Howlr. The sound made my stomach churn with dread.
Hundreds of my fans were flooding Ethan Grey’s social media ounts. Some begged him desperately to help me. Others cursed him viciously for abandoning their beloved idol.
The messages were brutal and relentless. My reputation within werewolf society was crumbling faster than I
couldprehend.
“Please help Cassandra! She doesn’t deserve this!”
“You bastard! How could you abandon her when she needs you most!”
“Ethan Grey, you’re a coward for letting them destroy her!”
Each notification felt like a knife twisting in my chest. My carefully constructed image was being torn apart
piece by piece.
The public outcry within werewolf society was deafening. Pack members who had once admired me now
viewed me with disgust and contempt.
I scrolled through the endless stream of hatred directed at me. My hands trembled as I readment after
The evidence against me was overwhelming. Those chat records with Ethan. The videos of my fanatical supporters attacking Olivia Winters.
Everything I had worked for was being destroyed in real time. My wolf whimpered with shame and terror.
I tried calling Ethan repeatedly. Each call went straight to voicemail. He was deliberately avoiding me.
“Pick up, pick up!” I screamed at my phone. But the silence on the other end was deafening.
Desperation drove me to Shadowmere Holdings. I had to see Ethan face to face. He couldn’t ignore me
forever.
The receptionist at the front desk looked at me with barely concealed disgust. Her expression made <b>my </b><b>skin </b>
crawl with humiliation.
“I’m here to see Ethan Grey,” I announced, trying to maintain some dignity.
<b>“</b><b>Mr. </b>Grey is not avable,” she replied coldly. “He’s given <b>strict </b>instructions <b>not </b><b>to </b><b>be </b><b>disturbed</b>.”
My face flushed with anger and embarrassment. “I’m his <b>girlfriend</b>! He’ll <b>see </b><b>me</b><b>!</b><b>” </b>
<b>The </b>receptionist’s eyes narrowed with <b>disdain</b>. “I’m <b>sorry</b><b>, </b><b>but </b>Mr. Harrison <b>ckwood </b><b>has </b><b>specifically </b><b>instructed </b><b>us </b><b>to </b>deny <b>you </b><b>ess</b><b>. </b>
<b>Harrison </b><b>ckwood</b><b>. </b><b>Ethan’s </b><b>father </b><b>had </b><b>personally </b><b>banned </b><b>me </b><b>from </b><b>the </b><b>building</b>. <b>The </b><b>humiliation </b><b>was </b><b>unbearable</b><b>. </b>
<b>You </b><b>don’t </b><b>understand</b><b>,</b><b>” </b><b>I </b><b>insisted </b><b>desperately</b><b>. </b><b>“</b><b>Ethan </b><b>and </b><b>I </b><b>have </b><b>a </b><b>rtionship</b>. <b>He </b><b>needs </b><b>to </b><b>know </b><b>I’m </b><b>here</b>.
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“Miss Evans, I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” the receptionist said firmly. “Security will escort you out if
necessary.”
My status as Ethan’s lover meant nothing now. I had no influence within the Grey pack hierarchy anymore.
I stumbled out of the building, my wolf howling with despair. Even Ethan’s own family was turning against <ol><li>me. </li></ol>
My phone rang suddenly. Sophie Parker’s name appeared on the screen. I answered with shaking hands.
“Cassandra, darling, how are you holding up?” Sophie’s voice dripped with false concern.
“I’m fine,” I lied, my voice cracking with emotion.
“Have you seen Ethan’s public confession letter on Howlr?” Sophie asked sweetly.
My blood ran cold. “What confession letter? I haven’t had time for social media.”
“Oh honey, you absolutely must have a look,<i>” </i>Sophie purred. “It’s quite… illuminating.”
The malicious satisfaction in her voice made my stomach drop. Sophie was enjoying my downfall.
“I have to go,” I whispered, ending the call abruptly.
My hands shook as I opened Howlr. Ethan’s name was trending at the top of the tform.
The post was titled: “A Public Apology and Confession – Ethan Grey”
I clicked on it with trembling fingers. Each word felt like a physical blow to my chest.
“To the werewolfmunity and especially to Olivia Winters,” the post began.
“I must publicly acknowledge my grave mistakes and the pain I have caused. The leaked messages showing Cassandra Evans‘ interference in my rtionship with Olivia arepletely authentic.”
My vision blurred with tears. He was throwing me under the bus to save himself.
“I deeply regret allowing myself to be manipted and for betraying the trust of someone I imed to love. Olivia Winters deserves far better than the treatment she received from me.”
The post continued with increasingly devastating admissions. Ethan confessed to every usation against
him.
“I take full responsibility for my actions and the harm caused by my association with Miss Evans. I <b>publicly </b>apologize to Olivia and beg for her forgiveness<b>, </b>though I know I don’t deserve it.”
Ten minutester, I copsed onto my apartment floor. My legs gave outpletely as the <b>full </b><b>impact </b>hit <ol><li>me<b>. </b></li></ol>
Ethan had not only confirmed every piece of evidence against me. He had <b>also </b><b>publicly </b><b>humiliated </b><b>me </b><b>in </b><b>front </b>of the entire werewolfmunity.
<b>Sophie </b><b>had </b>called specifically to witness my <b>destruction</b>. <b>She </b><b>wanted </b><b>to </b>hear <b>my </b><b>reaction </b><b>to </b><b>this </b><b>final </b><b>betrayal</b>.
<b>My wolf </b><b>retreated </b><b>deep </b><b>within </b>my <b>consciousness</b>, <b>unable </b><b>to </b><b>bear </b><b>the </b><b>shame</b><b>. </b><b>I </b><b>was </b><bpletely </b><b>alone now</b>.
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<b>At </b><b>Shadow </b><b>Den</b><b>, </b>I sat <b>behind </b><b>my </b><b>desk </b>with <b>a </b>deep<b>, </b><b>contemtive gaze</b>. <b>My </b><b>expression </b><b>remained </b><bpletely </b>
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Dominic Reeves entered the conference chamber with urgent news. His face was grim with the weight of
what he had discovered.
“Alpha Connor, we’ve located Grace Winters,” he reported formally.
My ice–blue eyes sharpened with interest. “Where?”
“She’s being held at a military base in Shadowmere City,” Dominic continued. “Our intelligence indicates that the localw enforcement has been colluding with Frederick Warner for approximately two years.”
I leaned back in my chair, my expression darkening with cold fury. The corruption ran deeper than I had
anticipated.
“I didn’t expect them to rescue anyone,” I said, my voice carrying dangerous undertones.
The Shadowmere authorities werepletelypromised. They would never act against Frederick’s interests willingly.
“What’s our next move?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.
“The extraction operation willmence tonight,” Dominic informed me. “Our team is already in position around the facility.”
I nodded approvingly. My pack would handle what the corrupt officials refused to do.
“Ensure minimal casualties among the legitimate military personnel,” I instructed. “Our target is Frederick’s operatives and the child.”
“Understood, Alpha,” Dominic replied with a respectful bow.
The rescue mission would be dangerous. But Grace Winters was family to Olivia. That made her worth any
risk.
(Olivia’s POV)
Early morning drizzle painted my apartment windows with tiny droplets. The gray sky matched my troubled mood perfectly.
I had been struggling with sleep recently. The constant threats and worry about Grace kept me awake most nights.
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At seven o’clock, I gave up trying to rest. My wolf was too restless for peaceful slumber.
I walked <i>to </i>my window in Whisperbrook Gardens and gazed out at the quiet street below. The rain created a mncholy atmosphere.
A familiar obsidian ck Bentley pulled up to my building. The custom license tes with five eights were unmistakable.
Connor Rivers stepped out of the vehicle. His tall figure moved with purposeful determination toward <b>my </b>building entrance.
My heart raced with anticipation and dread. Connor only visited when something <b>significant </b><b>had </b><b>happened</b><b>. </b>Minutester, he knocked on my apartment door. I opened it to find his ice blue eyes <b>filled </b>with important
<b>news</b><b>. </b>
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“Grace has been rescued from Frederick Warner’s forces,” he announced without preamble.
Relief flooded through me like a tidal wave. My knees nearly buckled with the intensity of my emotions.
“Where is she?” I asked urgently. “Is she safe? Is she hurt?”
“That’s why I came to you,” Connor replied. “We need to discuss the situation.”
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I grabbed my coat without hesitation. Nothing else mattered except seeing my half–sister safely returned. As we traveled in Connor’s Bentley, questions tumbled from my lips. The leather seats felt cold against my
skin.
“Was it the Shadowmere Law Enforcement or your men who rescued her?” I asked.
Connor’s expression grew grim. “The police had already been bought by Frederick Warner. My pack handled the extraction.”
The reality of corruption withinw enforcement was sobering. Frederick’s influence reached further than ! had imagined.
“Were any of your people hurt during the mission?” I asked, genuine concern coloring my voice.
Connor’s eyes softened slightly at my question. He seemed pleased that I cared about his pack’s safety. “Minor injuries only,” he assured me. “Nothing that won’t heal quickly.”
I felt a wave of relief that his people had returned safely. Despite our personal issues, I didn’t want anyone hurt because of my family.
“Have you notified Richard Winters about Grace’s rescue?” I asked,
“He’s being informed as we speak,” Connor replied.
A new worry crept into my thoughts. Frederick Warner was still out there somewhere, nning his next move. “Are you sure Frederick Warner won’te back for revenge?” I asked, my amber eyes reflecting deep concern about future retaliation from the exiled wolf.
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