Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 5

(Olivia's POV)

I woke up with a gasp. The nightmare of Lily's death still clung to me like a

shadow.

As my vision cleared, I realized I wasn't alone. Ethan was holding me, his amber eyes unreadable in the dim light.

"Let go of me," I hissed, pushing against his chest.

His grip only tightened. "You were having a nightmare."

"I said let go!" I shoved harder, fury building inside me. "You have no right to touch

me."

Ethan's expression darkened. "I'm still your mate, Olivia."

His words sent rage through me. After everything he'd done-neglecting Lily, celebrating Emma's birthday while our daughter lay dying, choosing Victoria over us-he still believed he had a claim on me.

"Mate?" I spat the word like poison. "A mate doesn't abandon his sick daughter. A mate doesn't celebrate another child's birthday while his own daughter dies alone!"

Ethan's jaw tightened. "Stop with these lies about Lily."

"They're not lies!" Tears burned in my eyes. "She died waiting for you, Ethan. She died asking why her daddy loved Emma more than her."

His face softened slightly, and he leaned closer. "Olivia..."

When his lips brushed mine, something snapped inside me. I bit down hard on his lower lip, tasting blood.

Ethan jerked back with a curse, his hand flying to his bleeding mouth. I scrambled away from him, nearly falling off the bed.

"Get out," I whispered, my voice raw from crying. "GET OUT!"

Ethan stood slowly, wiping blood from his lip. His amber eyes flashed dangerously.

out without another word. I listened to his footsteps receding,

into the darkness. I knew exactly where he was

Lily's urn closer. "I'm so sorry, baby," I whispered.

(Ethan's POV)

approached.

where Olivia had bitten me. The

the front door, it burst open. Emma stood in the doorway, her small

pouted, crossing her

at my lips. I climbed out of the car and

sorry, princess.

melted away instantly as I

all

her arms around my neck. "You always come

pang through my chest. I pushed the feeling

scolded gently, though her eyes were fixed

to keep my expression neutral.

"Doesn't look like nothing." Her voice lowered. "Did she

was clear. I pulled

delayed with pack business," I said firmly,

scent surrounded me as she closed the door. "Of course. Emma's

bounced excitedly, grabbing my hand.

might stay for

not to get her hopes up. I'm

lower lip trembled in a way that always tugged at something protective inside

wanted to show you my new drawing in the

was being manipulated but powerless against those tearful

bedroom was a fantasy of pink and purple. She climbed into bed, patting the space beside

this one first," she instructed,

her, opening the book. Emma snuggled against my

her eyelids began to droop. By the third, she

using the title she knew

from the doorway, stepped forward. "Emma, don't be selfish. Ethan needs

tears. "What if I get sick again? The doctor said stress