Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 4

(Olivia's POV)

After saying this, Ethan hung up the phone. His amber eyes hardened as he looked at me with contempt.

"Olivia, if you have the guts, don't let Lily call me again," he said coldly.

Without another word, he turned and walked toward the door. His shoulders were straight, his stride confident - the walk of a man who believed he was completely in the right.

Just as he stepped out, my legs gave way beneath me. A loud thud echoed through the small house as I collapsed to the floor.

Ethan instinctively turned back. His eyes narrowed when he saw me sprawled on the hardwood.

"Olivia, I warned you, don't try these pathetic tricks in front of me," he sneered.

I lay on the cold floor, still semi-conscious. His words pierced me like silver daggers, each syllable dripping with disdain.

In his mind, I was just a conniving woman resorting to desperate measures. A manipulative female trying to gain his attention through pathetic tricks.

He saw me as the woman who had drugged him five years ago on his anniversary with Victoria Frost. The evil witch who forced his precious Victoria to leave the territory alone and endure hardship while pregnant with Emma.

Now, he believed I was using Lily's illness to compete with Victoria for his

attention. The thought made bile rise in my throat.

I wanted to scream the truth. To tell him how our daughter had suffered, how she had begged for his love until her final breath.

My lips parted, trying to form words. I wanted to tell him to leave, to never come back.

But weakness overwhelmed me. A wave of darkness crashed over my consciousness, pulling me under.

(Ethan's POV)

I stared at Olivia's collapsed form, annoyance flickering through me.

This was just another one of her manipulative tactics. She'd always been dramatic, but this was taking it too far.

I turned to leave again but something made me pause. Her breathing seemed shallow, her face unnaturally pale.

With an irritated sigh, I walked back and nudged her shoulder. "Olivia, enough." She didn't respond. I crouched down and shook her more firmly. "Olivia!"

When she slumped back down, my annoyance evaporated, replaced by instinct. I caught her before her head hit the floor, cradling her limp body.

The sight of her pale face and closed eyes finally convinced me. This wasn't an act.

neck, relieved to

lifted her easily, carrying her to the bedroom. Her weight was alarmingly light in

the bed, I pulled out my phone and dialed Dr. Harold

hour later, Dr. Bennett arrived at Maple Grove. The elderly doctor had

master bedroom while I waited impatiently outside. When

wrong with her?" I

to underestimate my question. He had served the Stone family for twenty years, witnessing my transformation after the attack that killed my mother and

briefly showed a spark of hope but lost it again after failing to find the woman who had cared for me during my amnesia. I became increasingly cold and

adjusting his

raised an eyebrow.

Alpha. Quite profound grief, actually." His eyes flickered to mine, then away. "Combined with sleep deprivation and poor nutrition, it's caused her body to

grief. What did Olivia have to grieve about? Our daughter

send someone from the main house to care for her?" Dr. Bennett inquired, his

how devoted I

curtly, dismissing Dr. Bennett

(Olivia's POV)

trapped in a nightmare, reliving the day Lily

Marcus Fletcher stood before me, his face grave.

mean disappeared?" I asked, my voice rising. "The surgery was scheduled for

donor kidney was redirected to another patient," he said, not

me. "But Lily has been waiting

Fletcher's silence confirmed

pulling out my phone to call Ethan. One

I begged after the tone. "Lily needs you. The donor

pleas went

to Lily's bedside, taking her small hand in mine. Her skin was

barely audible. "Did Daddy call

very busy, sweetheart. But

eyes - so like mine - filled with understanding beyond her years. "It's okay,

small fingers tightened around mine. "Mommy, I'm

whispered,

it hurt?" she asked, her voice

unable to speak past the lump in

you tell Daddy

mine. The monitors began to wail as her

gathering her in my arms. "Lily, please! Don't

my chest, desperately trying to warm her, to will life back into her small

her back

already gone. My beautiful, brave little