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.

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

he growled, the warning in his

she didn't release him. Instead, her arms tightened around him as

kitchen door

embrace to my shocked

froze in the doorway, Isabelle

moved to Olivia's shoulders, pushing her away

thunderous as he

carefully controlled.

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quickly turned back to the cutting board, resuming her work as if nothing had happened. But I wasn't

narrowed to dangerous slits. That mark hadn't been

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

continued chopping venison, her movements precise and controlled. "I

about, Isabelle."

stepping closer. "Everyone knows he doesn't want you

You're just embarrassing yourself!"

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

"I thought you needed something to go

coughed, spitting salt onto the pristine kitchen floor. With a final hateful glare, she

the scene unfold with an unreadable

brushing past me in

glaring daggers at Olivia's back. The tension between us crackled

hissed, my perfect composure slipping. “But we both know the

focus seemingly absorbed by the meal preparation.

anger.

my voice dropping to a venomous whisper. "He's already

and left, my heels striking the floor like punctuation

paused in her work. She raised trembling fingers to her lips, wiping away

(Olivia's POV)

arranged the final garnish on the platter of venison, my movements deliberate and precise. The tender meat was perfectly seared, complemented by a reduction of moonlight wine