Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 8

(Ethan's POV)

"Emma cried the whole night because you left after she fell asleep," Victoria said, her voice trembling with emotion. Her perfectly manicured nails tapped nervously against the marble countertop.

I sat across from her in the kitchen of Rosewood Haven, watching as she prepared breakfast. The morning light streamed through the large windows, highlighting the elegant space.

"She kept asking where you went," Victoria continued, her blue eyes filling with tears. "I didn't know what to tell her."

I remained silent, taking a sip of my coffee. Victoria's distress seemed genuine, but I'd learned to be wary of her emotional displays.

"We suffered for five years in the Moonstone Pack territory, Ethan," she whispered, setting down a plate of venison and eggs. "Five years without you. Emma doesn't understand why you keep leaving us."

The mention of those five years stirred something uncomfortable in my chest. Victoria had left the territory pregnant with Emma, claiming she needed space. I'd later discovered it was because of Olivia's pregnancy with Lily.

"I'm sorry about yesterday morning," Victoria said, reaching across the table to touch my hand. "I shouldn't have confronted Olivia like that. It was impulsive."

Her fingers were cool against my skin. I looked at her delicate hand, remembering how different it felt from Olivia's smaller, warmer touch.

"It won't happen again," she promised, her voice soft and pleading. "I've been patient for so long, Ethan. I just want us to be a family."

She squeezed my hand gently. "I'm going to win the Pack Healer's Crystal Competition this year. The former Alpha King will finally approve of me, and we can be together properly."

I met her gaze, my expression neutral. "Hmm," was all I offered in response.

My amber eyes drifted toward the window, my thoughts elsewhere. Victoria's smile faltered at my lack of enthusiasm, but she quickly recovered, continuing to serve breakfast with practiced grace.

(Olivia's POV)

The door to Lily's room creaked open as I stepped inside. The familiar scent of moonflowers and vanilla – Lily's favorite - still lingered in the air.

I approached the small altar I'd created in the corner. The Moonwood Ceremonial Urn sat there, its carved surface gleaming softly in the afternoon light.

I whispered, gently

like mine - stared back at me, her smile frozen in time. She

so much," I said, my

lay

"I'll buy you the most beautiful

of her face in the photograph. "You'll be reborn into a happy

both comfort and pain. She deserved so

down," I vowed,

I turned to my Crystal Design Sketchbook. The competition deadline was approaching quickly,

intricate sketches showed a revolutionary healing crystal configuration that incorporated rare

this design. Years of study under Elder Willow's guidance, combined with my natural talent, had resulted

following day, my phone rang.

answered,

Healer's Crystal Competition committee," a professional female voice replied. "We're

held my breath, hardly daring

design demonstration at Lunar Tower tomorrow afternoon," Sophia continued. "You'll be competing for the

to say, my voice steadier than I felt. "What time should I

o'clock sharp," she replied. "Bring your design drafts and any materials you

set the phone down with trembling hands. This was my chance - my opportunity to secure Lily's final resting

reflected my determination in

Lily.

in a portfolio. As I pulled into the parking area, my

watched from a distance as Ethan emerged from the driver's side. He walked around to the passenger door and gently

wrapping her arms around

smiled warmly, hugging the child close. "I love you too, princess." Victoria appeared beside them, pouting playfully.

arm toward her mother.

closer to Ethan, creating an intimate family tableau.

The Alpha King with his beautiful companion