Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 3

(Olivia's POV)

But I didn't stop. Instead, I slapped Ethan across the face, my palm stinging from the impact. His head jerked to the side, amber eyes widening in shock.

"Don't you dare touch me," I hissed, stepping away from him.

The lobby of the Medical Den had fallen completely silent. Staff members froze, mouths agape at the sight of their Alpha King being struck by his mate.

Ethan's face darkened with fury. "Have you completely lost your mind?"

"Yes! I am crazy, are you satisfied?" I replied, clutching Lily's urn tighter against my chest. "We're done, Ethan. Our relationship is over."

Victoria gasped dramatically behind him. Emma's wails grew louder, the perfect soundtrack to her mother's performance.

"You can't just decide that," Ethan growled, reaching for my arm.

I stepped back, my voice steady despite the hurricane of emotions inside me. "I can and I have. For five years, I've watched you neglect our daughter. I've made excuses for you, lied to Lily about why her father never showed up."

"I was busy running the pack-"

"You were busy playing father to another child!" My voice echoed through the lobby. "You had time for Emma's recitals, her birthdays, her skinned knees. But you couldn't spare even an hour for your own daughter's final birthday."

Ethan's jaw clenched. "This is neither the time nor place—"

"When is the right time, Ethan? After you've forgotten Lily completely?" I held up the urn. "Our daughter is dead. She died waiting for you to love her."

"Stop lying about our daughter's life!" He said angrily. He still didn't believe me. "I'm leaving," I said, my voice dropping to a whisper. "Don't follow me."

With a final glare, my emerald eyes flashing with determination, I turned and walked away, leaving Ethan standing stunned in the medical den.

(Ethan's POV)

Three days had passed since Olivia's outburst at the Medical Den. I hadn't returned to the our home since then, choosing instead to stay at my office in the Silvercrest Pack headquarters.

Victoria had been calling constantly, demanding I punish Olivia for her disrespect. Emma had nightmares about "the scary lady," according to Victoria.

door to our home, expecting to

called, my voice echoing through the

strode to our bedroom, finding the closet door ajar. Her clothes

phone, dialing her number. The call went

text:

to deliver. I checked my contact list-Olivia's name was gone. She

at this blatant

Especially not his mate.

(Olivia's POV)

of Silvercrest territory, a modest house surrounded by ancient maple trees.

eight years old, taking me in after I escaped from the cruel orphanage where rogue

placed Lily's urn on the mantel, arranging fresh flowers around it. "We're home, baby,"

away from Ethan. Three days of silence, of grieving

emerged from between the maple trees, his amber eyes locking with mine. I turned away, continuing

the trash bag into the

my wrist, spinning me to face him. "I asked you

I said, my voice steady despite my racing

His grip tightened, the bones in my wrist threatening to

I refused to show it. Instead, I brought my foot down hard on his instep, putting all my weight behind

for me to wrench free. I turned and hurried toward

hand reached for me again, but I dodged, spinning to face him at the top

broken up, Ethan," I reminded

smile. "Broken up? After everything

my skin crawl. He stepped closer, his voice dropping to a

Your body remembers mine,

though his words sent a chill down my spine. "We're done, Ethan. Now

I turned and continued up the

(Ethan's POV)

followed Olivia into the apartment, irritated by her defiance but determined to resolve this situation. In my hand, I carried a gift box containing a

the walls-Lily at her school play, Lily in the garden, Lily smiling despite the IV in her arm. My chest tightened at the images of my

voice. Lily was probably napping

respond, standing