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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eyes, sharp despite her years, softened as she patted my hand

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the ache of

(Victoria's POV)

watching her sleep peacefully. Her tears had dried on her

tugged at

g faint

wiped thern away. Everything had been going perfectly Olivia was finally getting what she deserved-punishment for

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

immediately," he said, his

blood ran cold. Matriarch Evelyn? The old woman who had

rose shakily, smoothing my dress with

ma'am. And

through me like poison. If Matriarch Evelyn had truly returned to her senses, everything I had built could

truth about what happened five years ago-a truth I had meticulously buried- was now

whispering reassurances as I helped her dress. Her small face

confusion.

Matriarch Evelyn?"

replied, forcing a smile. "A very important lady who wants to meet

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

sank further

woman, I hung back, an unfamiliar

(Olivia's POV)

strength from her presence as Ethan approached. His face transformed

you," he said, his voice

eyes held questions she wasn't yet asking. "My boy, you've grown even

to Ethan's side like a shadow. Without acknowledging her, Matriarch Evelyn

She knew I was suffering and

anymore.

sharp eyes scanned the room, taking in Eleanor's stiff posture, Isabelle's bandaged leg,

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