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

morning brought accusations instead of gratitude. Victoria had somehow convinced him I'd drugged him,

matter. It

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

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

"I'm not playing-"

cutting me off. Victoria's name flashed on

with mine.

groin. Ethan doubled over with a

into the parking garage. My heart hammered against my ribs as I ran to

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

caught a glimpse of Ethan emerging from his SUV, his face contorted with rage and pain. Our

tires screeched against the concrete as I sped away. My breathing

After all these years, the

expecting to see his black SUV in pursuit. Nothing. Just

me, followed immediately by crushing

looked at me with love.

tears with a trembling hand. I needed to focus on

before me. I pulled over,

be from Ethan, but it was Elder Willow checking if I'd made it

sent a quick reply, not wanting her to worry. How could

composed myself. I couldn't fall

my daughter steadied me. I would win that competition for her. Nothing else

the road. Ethan Stone would not break

(Ethan's POV)

away, the pain between my legs gradually subsiding. With deliberate calm,

it with

a long drag, obscuring my expression

persistently on the screen. "What?" I answered finally, my voice

my ear. "Are

took another drag, watching the street where Olivia had disappeared.

don't sound fine," she

replied, flicking ash into a nearby

the other end. "Were you with her?" Victoria

voice suddenly tight.

ask who she meant.

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

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

space to think. My mind

voice trembled with barely concealed jealousy. "I'm sorry about