Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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I raised my arm, preparing to bring the whip down across Olivia's already bruised back. The anticipation of her screams made my heart race with dark excitement.

(Olivia's POV)

I braced myself for the bite of the whip, my back already throbbing from the Discipline Rod. Through the haze of pain, I heard the door burst open with a thunderous bang.

"I'd like to see who dares touch my Olivial"

The voice that echoed through the Stone Ancestral Hall sent a wave of relief washing over me. Matriarch Evelyn Stone stood in the doorway, her diminutive frame somehow filling the entire space with her presence.

Fear rippled through the room like a tangible force.

Isabelle flinched violently, losing her grip on the whip. The leather tails recoiled, striking her own leg. She let out a piercing scream, dropping to the floor as blood seeped through her expensive pants.

Eleanor's face drained of color. "Mother," she stammered, 'you're back."

Isabelle whimpered from the floor, clutching her injured leg. "Grandmother!"

The servants trembled, bowing deeply. "Matriarch!"

But I only felt joy flooding through my veins. With a surge of strength, I scrambled to my feet and rushed toward Matriarch Evelyn,

"Grandmother!" I cried, tears of relief streaming down my face.

She opened her arms, enfolding me in a protective embrace. Her familiar scent- moonlight herbs. wisdom-surrounded me like a shield.

"My dear Olivia, are you alright?" she asked, her aged hands gently examining my face.

"I'm fine," I assured her, though my back screamed in protest. Tears welled in my eyes as a torrent of questions poured out. "Grandmother, when did you wake up? Why did you come back alone? Are you well?"

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balm, soothing the ache of betrayal

(Victoria's POV)

watching her sleep peacefully. Her tears

that tugged at

g faint

frustration were still wet as I wiped thern away. Everything had been going perfectly

the door interrupted my thoughts. A servant entered, his expression

presence downstairs immediately," he said, his voice trembling slightly. "Matriarch

Evelyn? The old woman who had been stuck in

with trembling hands.

darting nervously. "Very much so, ma'am. And she's asking for

Matriarch Evelyn had truly returned to her senses, everything I had built

years ago-a truth I had meticulously buried-

woke Emma, whispering reassurances as I helped her dress. Her

confusion.

Matriarch Evelyn?"

"A very important lady who wants

we descended the stairs, I saw Ethan's face light up with joy at the sight of his grandmother. My

sank further

hung back, an unfamiliar sensation

(Olivia's POV)

stood beside Matriarch Evelyn, drawing strength from her presence as Ethan approached. His face transformed with genuine

you," he said, his

questions

like a shadow. Without acknowledging

knew I was suffering and was letting me know I wasn't

anymore.

the room, taking in Eleanor's stiff posture, Isabelle's bandaged leg, and

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