Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 7

(Olivia's POV)

The moment his lips crashed against mine, I knew exactly who had grabbed me. Ethan Stone. My mate. My tormentor.

My initial fear dissolved into icy determination. I shoved against his chest with all my strength.

"Ethan Stone, let me go... You have no right!" I hissed, struggling against his powerful grip.

His amber eyes flashed dangerously in the dim light of the SUV. The dominant Alpha aura poured from him in waves, suffocating the small space between us.

"No right?" he growled, his face inches from mine. "You're still my mate, Olivia. Or have you forgotten?"

I twisted away from him, pressing myself against the door. "We're done, Ethan. I made that clear."

His laugh was cruel, devoid of humor. "Is that why you're meeting Victoria? To discuss our relationship status?"

"She invited me," I spat. "To flaunt your clothes and the marks you left on her neck."

Ethan's jaw tightened. His hand shot out, gripping my chin and forcing me to look at him.

"You have some nerve," he said, voice dangerously soft. "After what you did five years ago."

The accusation hit like a physical blow. "I didn't drug you! How many times do I have to say it?"

His eyes narrowed, disbelief etched across his handsome features. "Then explain how I ended up in your bed that night."

"I've explained it a thousand times," I said, exhaustion creeping into my voice. "You were already drugged when I found you."

Ethan's grip tightened painfully on my jaw. "And yet you took advantage."

I jerked my face away from his hand. "Victoria knows we're over. Why can't you accept it too? Or does my pain mean so little to you?"

Something flickered in his eyes - uncertainty, perhaps. But it vanished as quickly as it appeared.

"You're playing the same game you played five years ago," he said coldly. "Acting innocent, pretending to be the victim."

My breath hitched, a familiar pain stabbing at my heart. The memory of that night rose unbidden - Ethan stumbling into my apartment, his eyes unfocused, his movements uncoordinated.

"I didn't drug you," I whispered, the words feeling hollow after years of repetition.

I remembered finding him outside my door, barely conscious. I could have left him there should have, perhaps.

But I couldn't. My heart wouldn't let me.

him water, tried to sober him up. When he collapsed on my bed, I'd slept on the

gratitude. Victoria had somehow convinced him I'd drugged

truth didn't matter. It

do you want, Ethan?" I asked, suddenly too tired to

one playing games, Olivia. Meeting Victoria, challenging

"I'm not playing-"

rang, cutting me off. Victoria's name flashed on the

mine.

solidly with his groin. Ethan doubled over with a pained grunt, his grip

scrambled for the door handle, pushing it open and tumbling out into the parking garage. My heart hammered

locked the doors, my hands shaking so badly I could barely start the engine. Tears blurred my vision as I reversed out of the parking spot, nearly hitting a

contorted with rage and

sped away. My breathing came in

After all these years,

my rearview mirror, half expecting to see his black

immediately by crushing sadness. How had we come

me with love. Now there was

needed to focus on driving, not on the

road blurred before me. I pulled over, unable

buzzed with a text. I half expected it to be from Ethan, but it was Elder Willow checking if I'd made it

not wanting her to worry. How

I couldn't fall

steadied me. I would

I pulled back onto the road. Ethan Stone would not break

(Ethan's POV)

legs gradually subsiding. With deliberate calm, I walked to the Moonlight Café and took a

lighting it with practiced ease. The smoke

I took a long drag, obscuring

flashed persistently on

concerned voice filled my ear. "Are you alright?

street where Olivia had disappeared. "I'm

she pressed. "Where

I replied, flicking ash

pause on the other end. "Were you with her?" Victoria asked,

voice suddenly tight.

need to ask who

breath caught audibly. "You were, weren't you? With

Haven. She'd been clingy, demanding, insisting I stay another

space to think. My mind had been filled with conflicting

Victoria's voice trembled with barely concealed jealousy. "I'm sorry about the café, Ethan. I didn't mean to cause