Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

(Olivia's POV)

Victoria smiled sweetly as she reached into the bag again. She pulled out more of Ethan's clothes, deliberately placing his underwear on top of the pile.

"He was in such a rush this morning," she said with a theatrical sigh. "Poor Emma didn't want him to leave."

I stared at the clothes, my face carefully blank despite the knife twisting in my heart. Victoria tilted her head, exposing her neck where fresh marks were clearly visible against her pale skin.

"He can be quite... passionate, can't he?" She touched the marks delicately. "Though I'm sure you remember."

I thought of Lily, of her small face looking up at me as she asked why her daddy never came to see her. The memory hardened something inside me.

"Take these back to Ethan yourself," I said, my voice cold and steady. "My place isn't a garbage dump for unwanted items."

Victoria's smile faltered slightly. "Don't be difficult, Olivia. You're still his mate, technically. At least until the divorce."

"There won't be a divorce," I replied, pushing the clothes back toward her. "Because we were never properly married in the first place."

Her eyes widened with genuine surprise. "What are you talking about?"

"Ethan and I had a mating ceremony, not a legal wedding. The pack recognized our bond, but legally? We have no ties."

Victoria's perfectly manicured nails drummed against the table. "That can't be true. You're the Luna."

"I was never officially recognized as Luna. Check the pack records if you don't believe me."

Before Victoria could respond, a familiar scent filled the café - sandalwood and pine. My heart stuttered traitorously in my chest.

Ethan approached our table, his powerful presence commanding attention from everyone in the café. His amber eyes were fixed on me, radiating anger.

Victoria's demeanor changed instantly. Her shoulders hunched slightly, making her appear smaller and more vulnerable.

"Ethan," she said, her voice soft and trembling. "Please don't be angry. Olivia hasn't threatened me."

I nearly laughed at the absurdity. How many times had I watched this exact scenario play out? Victoria provoking me, then playing victim when Ethan appeared.

should keep them yourself. After all, the

shot out.

I could hear. "Let go of me," I said,

until you explain what you're doing here

invited me," I replied through gritted teeth.

flickered to Victoria, who dabbed at imaginary tears with a

just wanted to return your things," she whispered. "I thought it was the right thing to

grip

pulling me toward the

I hissed, struggling against his hold. "You're hurting

to drag me across the

wrist increased, threatening to

loudly. She clutched her chest and collapsed into a nearby chair, her face contorting in

immediately shifted. He released my wrist and rushed to

whispered weakly, leaning into his touch.

beside her, his face twisted with concern. "Should I

my wrist, where angry red marks were

of his priorities was etched into

turned and

felt like a mockery of my

shaking as I gripped the steering

Mall, desperate to focus on something

Design Sketchbook & Moonwood Pencils

the upcoming Healer's Crystal Competition would

prize money to buy

past week. Each one had left me more discouraged than the last. A proper resting place - one worthy of my daughter's spirit

no such

I reflected bitterly on my financial situation. Ethan had provided a monthly allowance of $100,000, which

But when Lily fell

acknowledge how serious her condition was. "She's just a little sick,"

her treatments, I'd been forced

specialists, experimental treatments, and

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