Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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(Olivia's POV)

After leaving the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, I took a taxi

My phone rang, disrupting my thoughts. Eleanor Stone's name flashed across the

screen.

I considered ignoring it but knew that would only make things worse. With a deep breath, I answered.

"Olivia, you need to come to the Stone Estate immediately. We're hosting a pack banquet tonight and we're short-staffed," Eleanor said without preamble, her voice sharp with command.

I gritted my teeth. Despite being Ethan's mate and technically the Luna of the pack, I was treated like a servant by his family.

Im not feeling well," I began, but Eleanor cut me off.

"That's not my problem. Just be here in thirty minutes."

In the background, I heard a familiar voice-Victoria's honeyed tones asking Eleanor something about table settings. My blood ran cold.

"T1l be there," I said, my voice hardening with resolve.

If Victoria was at the pack house, then that's exactly where I needed to be. Roland Warner's dying words echoed in my mind: "Victoria didn't want to save her own daughter... She wanted Lily dead!"

I flagged down another taxi, my hands shaking with anger and determination. This was my chance to observe Victoria up close after learning what she'd done to Lily.

too long and too short. I rehearsed what I might say, how I might act, trying to prepare

mansion came into view, its imposing structure looming

about, preparing for the evening's

smoothing my simple dress. The contrast between my plain appearance and the

minutes after Eleanor's call, I stepped through the grand entrance of the Silvercrest Pack House. The manor was bustling with activity as servants prepared for the

me. Ethan sat in his favorite armchair, his powerful frame relaxed yet commanding. Victoria perched on the sofa beside him, laughing

and Isabelle Stone watched her with doting expressions. They looked

family. My

me. How many times had I wished for such a scene with Lily?

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me first, her smile faltering slightly before

we were old friends: "We

the triumph in her eyes. She thought she'd won everything -

chosen companion.

at the sight of me "Finally. The kitchen staff needs

tone made my wolf bristle. I was Luna, not a kitchen maid, yet

I stood being ordered

about by Ethan's aunt.

briefly before sliding away. His indifference cut deeper

smirked, leaning down to stroke Emma's hair. "Emma has been asking about her

little girl nodded, looking up at Ethan with adoring eyes. "Daddy promised to

week!"

treat flooding my mind. Ethan had always been