Chapter 19 (Olivia's POV) Eleonora's eyes blazed with fury as she stepped closer to Theodore. "Why has Clara appeared at The Crimson Pup Creche despite being cast out from the pack?" Her voice cut through the stunned silence like a blade. "You better have a good explanation for this, Theodore" "Not only will Olivia be angry, but I, Isadora, Alaric, and Iris will never forgive you if you've done something unforgivable." Seeing her act so righteously, if I hadn't known that she and Clara were as close as mother and daughter in private. I would have been moved to tears on the spot. Isadora snatched the folder from the pack enforcer's hands. Her face went pale as she flipped through the surveillance images. "Brother," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Tell me you haven't truly done something to betray your mate." She threw the folder to the ground in disbelief. The photos scattered across the estate's stone entrance. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ƒindNoᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Theodore's arm was wrapped tightly around me. I struggled to break free, but the more I struggled, the tighter he held on. I already know who saved me. The one who called me "Junior Sister" at the creche, who altered the surveillance footage-only he has that kind of ability - Killan. Seeing my collapse, he would have immediately checked the surveillance footage. He discovered the truth and remotely replaced the images that the pack enforcers found. Theodore's dark eyes were unfathomable. No one could tell what he was thinking behind that impenetrable. A small voice broke through the tension. "What's happening?" Leo climbed out of the back seat, rubbing his sleepy eyes. He had been napping during our drive back. He saw the scattered photos on the ground and immediately bent down to collect them. "Grandma, why are you throwing away my photos with Aunt Clara?" His small hands gathered the printed images carefully. "Aunt Clara is going abroad. These are our last photos together"- Tears began streaming down his face. "I'll never see her again." Leo clutched the stack of photos against his chest, crying silently. Eleonora's expression shifted as she realized the situation, She quickly pulled Leo aside, her voice gentle but probing. "Leo, sweetheart, why was your father also present in these photos?" Having wiped his nose with the back of his hand, Aunt Clara and I arranged for her to pick me up after creche activities." "We were going to play together before I went home," he continued innocently. "But Dad came and drove Aunt Clara away." Everyone around us breathed a collective sigh of relief. The tension in the air began to dissipate. Eleonora smiled warmly. "It was all a misunderstanding then." But Iris, Isadora's young daughter, stepped forward with curious eyes. She pointed at one of the photos in Leo's hands. "Uncle Theodore," she said in her clear child's voice. "In this picture, your hand and the woman's hand are both holding Leo's hands." Her innocent observation caused a wave of embarrassment among the gathered crowd. "It looks like how Mommy and Daddy hold my hands when we're together as a family." Alaric quickly intervened, his voice smooth and dismissive. "Leo probably fell down, and both adults helped him up." He examined the photos more closely. "The surveillance footage seems unusually clear though, as if it had been enhanced." Tears had dried on my face as I looked at Theodore. His ink-black eyes grew even deeper and more unreadable. I knew he would soon have his pack enforcers verify the surveillance photos. But I was confident they would find no trace of manipulation. Eleonora clapped her hands together decisively. "The misunderstanding is resolved. Everyone must be hungry." "Let's go to dinner," she announced with forced cheerfulness. Leo took Fris's hand, carelessly handing the photos he had treasured moments before to a nearby pack servant. "Iris, I discovered something really fun today," he said excitedly, his earlier tears forgotten. I watched their innocent, joyful figures walking ahead of us. The memory of Theodore striking Leo flashed through my mind. My heart filled with indescribable emotions. My five-year-old pup wasn't truly corrupted. He had been influenced by Clara's manipulation. With Clara gone, I believed Leo would learn to distinguish right from wrong as he grew up. At dinner, Eleonore watched as Theodore carried me into the grand dining hall. He gently tended to my Injured hand with cold water. She handed Theodore a small tube of ointment. "Apply this to Olivia's hand" Eleonora chuckled softly. i brings good fortune to the pack when the Luna disciplines her Alpha " "Clara is to blame for all this trouble," she continued firmly. 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