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Chapter 27: Dangerous usations

(Olivia’s POV)

followed the rescue team out of Crescent Moon Stables in a dazei. /iMy mind kept reying the horrifying moment when Moonbeam suddenly went wild, throwing

Vanessa to the ground. Nothing made sense.

Thete afternoon sun cast long shadows across the grounds as Reba and Lily rushed toward me, their faces etched with concern.

“Liv!” Lily grabbed my hand, her fingers squeezing mine tightly. “What happened? Are you okay?”

I stared at her, still struggling to process the chaos of the past few minutes. My voice

sounded hollow even to my own ears.

“I don’t know either. Just now, Vanessa asked me to teach her to ride. Everything was fine, then suddenly Moonbeam went crazy. Vanessa was thrown off and looks badly

hurt.”

Reba’s brow furrowed as she nced toward the stables where staff members were attempting to calm the still–agitated Moonbeam.

“That doesn’t make any sense,” she said slowly. “Moonbeam always gets monthly check–ups. The stable hands had her examined again this morning before bringing her iout /i– all indicators were normal. How could she suddenly go mad?”

Lily’s grip on my hand tightened, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.

“iCould /iit be Vanessa’s doing? I remember she insisted on Alpha Connor teaching her at first, she never liked you. Why would she suddenly want you to teach her?”

The question hung in the air between us. I hadn’t considered that possibility, but now that Lily mentioned it, Vanessa’s behavior had been strange from the start.

Reba turned as one of the stable hands approached us. “We’ve subdued Moonbeam and given her a tranquilizer,” he reported. “We’ll do ba /bthorough examination to figure out what triggered her.”

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Reba nodded, then turned back to me, cing a gentle hand on my shoulder.

“Liv, don’t me yourself. This isn’t your fault.”

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Her words were meant tofort, but they only intensified the confusion swirling inside me. If it wasn’t my fault, and it wasn’t Moonbeam’s natural behavior, then what had happened?

My gaze drifted in the direction where the rescue team had disappeared with Vanessa. I recalled her strange smile just before Moonbeam went wild. That smile hadn’t been fearful or nervous–it had been almost… anticipatory.

A cold realization washed over me. Had Vanessa orchestrated this entire incident?

But why would she go to such extremes?

Then I remembered Connor’s prating gaze after the ident–the silent questions in his ice–blue eyes. Understanding dawned with sickening rity.

Vanessa had risked her own safety to create this “ident,” to drive a wedge between Connor and me. We’d only met twice, yet she was willing to endanger

herself just to frame me.

The thought left me stunned. Vanessa truly was unhinged.

(Vanessa’s POV)

The ambnce siren wailed as we sped toward the hospital. I kept my face deathly pale, tears streaming down my cheeks as I clutched Connor’s hand with desperate

strength.

i“/iiCon/i, it hurts so much…” I whimpered, making my voice tremble with pain and

fragility.

iConnor’s /iexpression softened as he looked down at me, his ice–blue eyes filled with concern. Hisrge hand gently squeezed mine. fnf9af Follow current nov?ls on fι?dnοvel/fnf9af

“We’re almost at the hospital. The doctors will take care of you.”

I let my tears fall harderb, /bchoking back sobs that made my entire body shake. The pain in my tailbone and arm was excruciating, but it would be worth it if it meant keeping Connor away from that bb***/bh Olivia.

“It really hurts… When I fell off the horse, I was bso /bscared. I was terrified I’d never see

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you again…”

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I tightened my grip on his hand, letting vulnerability seep into my voice. This was the

Connor I knew–protective, caring, my Connor.

“Con, did I cause you trouble? Everyone was having fun, but then this happened

because of me. Did I ruin everything?”

(Connor’s POV)

“Don’t say that,” I reassured her softly, stroking her hair away from her tear–stained

face.

Despite my suspicions about the nature of the ident, seeing Vanessa in pain stirred my protective instincts. She had been part of my family since we were children, and old habits died hard.

“Just like when you were little, still so clingy.”

I could sense that her injury was likely self–inflicted. Vanessa had always been maniptive, willing to hurt herself to get what she wanted. But seeing her tears and obvious pain, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy.

The ambnce pulled up to the emergency entrance, and medical staff rushed to transfer Vanessa onto a gurney. I followed closely, my mind divided between concern for my foster sister and thoughts of Olivia.

(Olivia’s POV)

By the time I arrived at the hospital, Vanessa had already undergone a series of examinations. The doctor informed us that her injuries, while painful, weren’t life–threatening: a stable fracture of her tailbone, soft tissue damage, a slightly dislocated elbow, and multiple abrasions. Thankfully, there was no internal bleeding.

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