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.

pressing her body against his. His jaw tightened, eyes darkening with

he growled, the warning in

didn't release him. Instead, her arms tightened

kitchen door

embrace to my

the doorway, Isabelle

moved to Olivia's shoulders, pushing her away

expression was thunderous as he turned to

said, his voice carefully controlled. "I was

+ RD

& Taste of

board, resuming her work as if nothing had happened. But I wasn't fooled. I noticed how Ethan's shirt was partially unbuttoned, revealing

to dangerous slits. That mark

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

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

about, Isabelle."

stepping closer. "Everyone knows

You're just embarrassing yourself!"

Olivia turned and shoved a heaping spoonful of salt directly into Isabelle's open mouth.

said calmly. "I thought you needed something to

the pristine kitchen floor. With a

unreadable expression. Then, without a word, he straightened

brushing

tension between us crackled like electricity in the

won something." I hissed, my perfect composure slipping. “But we both know

didn't respond, her focus seemingly absorbed by

anger.

you're playing-it won't work," I continued, my voice dropping to a venomous

turned and left, my heels striking the floor like punctuation marks

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

(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