Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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Where had Ethan disappeared to? I had only turned away for a moment to discuss the seating arrangement with Eleanor, and he'd vanished.

I smoothed my designer dress, irritation flickering across my features. This was supposed to be my night- the celebration of my triumph over Olivia at the Howling Moon Grand Hotel. Yet Ethan had wandered off

again.

"Have you seen Alpha Stone?" I asked a passing servant, my voice sweet but commanding.

The young wolf lowered her eyes respectfully. "I believe he went toward the kitchen, Mrs. Frost"

The kitchen? Understanding dawned on me. That's where Eleanor had sent Olivia

A malicious smile curved my lips as I gestured for Isabelle to follow me. "Let's go find our Alpha, shall we?"

Isabelle matched my stride, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "I can't believe that woman had the audacity

to touch Ethan like that in front of everyone."

"Desperation," I replied with a dismissive wave. "She knows she's losing him."

As we approached the kitchen, I slowed my steps, hearing the low rumble of Ethan's voice from within. Perfect. I wanted to catch them together-to see Olivia put in her place.

Inside the kitchen, Ethan's enhanced werewolf hearing picked up our approaching footsteps. His body tensed

against Olivia's as he recognized my scent.

Victoria's coming," he growled, his amber eyes flashing with warning.

Olivia's emerald gaze locked with his, defiance radiating from her slender frame. "Let her

Ethan released his grip on her arms, stepping back just enough to create distance between them. Olivia swayed slightly from the sudden loss of his support, her hand reaching for the counter to steady herself.

My heels clicked against the marble floor as I drew closer to the kitchen door. Just before I reached it, Olivia

made her move.

arms around Ethan's muscular torso, pressing her body against his. His jaw tightened, eyes darkening with anger and

around," he growled, the warning in

him. Instead, her arms tightened around him

kitchen door

embrace to my

the doorway, Isabelle gasping

to Olivia's shoulders, pushing her away

His expression was thunderous

said, his voice carefully controlled. "I was

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had happened. But I wasn't fooled. I noticed how Ethan's shirt was partially unbuttoned, revealing a small red mark on

dangerous slits. That mark hadn't been there

with rage. "You shameless woman!" she exploded, storming past me toward Olivia. "How dare you

venison, her movements precise and controlled. "I don't know what you're

about, Isabelle."

woman" Isabelle snarled, stepping closer. "Everyone knows he doesn't want

You're just embarrassing yourself!"

shoved a heaping spoonful of salt directly into Isabelle's open mouth. Isabelle's eyes

needed something to

a final hateful glare, she

an unreadable expression. Then, without a word, he

out, brushing

remained, glaring daggers at Olivia's back. The tension between us crackled like electricity

hissed, my perfect composure

absorbed by the meal preparation. The dismissal only fueled

anger.

little game you're playing-it won't work," I continued, my voice dropping to a venomous whisper. "He's already

my heels striking the floor like punctuation marks

fingers to her lips, wiping away the lingering presence of Ethan with the

(Olivia's POV)

movements deliberate and precise. The tender meat was