Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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I rose slowly to my feet, my entire body trembling with barely contained rage. Roland Warner's dying words echoed in my mind: "Victoria didn't want to save her own daughter... She wanted Lily dead!"

"You have no right to speak her name," I said, my voice dangerously quiet.

Victoria stepped closer, emboldened by my restraint. "It's almost poetic, isn't it? You lose your daughter, while

Emma thrives under Ethan's protection. The daughter he actually loves."

The slap echoed through the garden like a thunderclap, the force of it snapping Victoria's head to the side.

Her perfectly manicured hand flew to her reddening cheek, shock written across her features.

"You" she gasped, but I cut her off by stepping closer, my emerald eyes cold as ice.

"This is just the beginning!" I warned, my voice barely above a whisper,

I turned and walked away, leaving her stunned in the garden. My hand stung from the impact, but satisfaction coursed through my veins. It was a small victory, but it tasted sweet nonetheless.

Behind me, I heard small footsteps running toward Victoria.

"Mommy! What happened?" Emma's childish voice called out.

I didn't turn back, but I could imagine Victoria gathering Emma into her arms, using the child as both shield

and weapon.

her voice carried to me on the evening breeze. "That mean lady

a chill run down my spine nonetheless. Victoria was dangerous enough, but I'd learned that her daughter could

(Emma's POV)

the mean lady walk away from my mommy. Her red handprint was

it made my tummy feel

was allowed to hurt

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her," I whispered, hugging Mommy tight. Til

her fingers gentle. "Emma, darling, you

she didn't really mean it. Her eyes looked different-the same

I said, pulling away from her

arm, her eyes suddenly worried.

smile, the one that

wanted. "Nothing bad, Mommy,

then released my arm. "Be careful,

the mean lady had taken. I knew exactly where she was

water's edge, staring at her reflection. She looked sad, which made me

quietly, putting on my best nice-girl face. "Auntie Olivia,"

the sight of me. I could see she didn't like me calling her

to say it