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.

expecting to find Olivia

voice echoing

to our bedroom, finding the

her number. The call went straight to voicemail. I tried

a text:

my contact list-Olivia's name was

at this blatant disrespect. No one

Especially not his mate.

(Olivia's POV)

a modest house surrounded by ancient maple trees. This had

I was eight years old, taking me in after I escaped from the cruel orphanage where rogue wolves experimented on pups. Though

urn on the mantel, arranging fresh flowers

I walked away from Ethan. Three days of silence, of grieving properly for my daughter without having to hide

of my mate. Ethan emerged from between the maple trees, his amber eyes locking with mine. I turned away, continuing to the trash bins. Maybe if I

answer, dropping the trash bag into the

me to face him. "I asked you

said, my voice steady despite

His grip tightened, the bones in my wrist threatening

my arm, but I refused to show it. Instead, I brought my foot down hard on his instep,

just enough for me to wrench free. I turned and hurried toward

gaining quickly. His hand reached for me

Ethan," I reminded him

a mocking smile.

my body made my skin crawl. He

Olivia. Your body remembers mine, even

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

his response, I

(Ethan's POV)

defiance but determined to resolve this situation. In my hand, I carried a gift

small but neat. Photos of Lily adorned the walls-Lily at her school play, Lily in the garden, Lily smiling

I called, softening my voice. Lily was probably napping

didn't respond, standing rigidly