Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 7

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.

tried to sober him up. When he collapsed on

brought accusations instead of gratitude. Victoria had

matter. It never

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

his expression hardening. "You're the one playing games, Olivia.

"I'm not playing-"

phone rang, cutting me off. Victoria's

his eyes still locked with mine. The momentary distraction was

solidly with his groin. Ethan

out into the parking garage. My heart hammered against my ribs as I ran to my car, fumbling

engine. Tears blurred my vision as I reversed out of the parking spot,

his SUV, his face contorted with rage and pain. Our eyes met briefly before

concrete as I sped away. My breathing came

believe me? After all these years, the

checked my rearview mirror, half expecting to see his black SUV in pursuit. Nothing. Just empty road behind

by crushing

love. Now there was

to focus on driving,

road blurred before me. I pulled over,

from Ethan, but it

sent a quick reply, not wanting her to worry. How could I explain what had just

composed myself. I couldn't fall apart

me. I would

back onto the road. Ethan

(Ethan's POV)

subsiding. With deliberate

cigarette, lighting it with practiced ease.

drag, obscuring my expression from curious

Victoria's name flashed persistently on

voice filled my ear. "Are you alright? You

took another drag, watching the street where Olivia had

she

replied, flicking ash into a nearby

end. "Were you with

voice suddenly tight.

ask who

breath caught audibly. "You were, weren't

Victoria home to Rosewood Haven. She'd been clingy, demanding, insisting I stay

mind had been filled with

barely concealed jealousy. "I'm sorry

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