Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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I leaned heavily on my cane, my old bones aching with fury rather than age. The room had fallen into a tense silence after my outburst at Victoria. Good. Let them all remember who still holds the power in this house.

“Olivia,” I said, reaching for her hand, "with Grandmother here, no one can bully you anymore."

The relief in her eyes nearly broke my heart. How long had my poor girl suffered while I was lost in my

confused memories?

Victoria's face had turned an interesting shade of red at my words. I watched with disgust as she quickly composed herself, transforming her rage into a pitiful expression. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked up

at Ethan.

"Ethan," she whispered, her voice trembling perfectly

nearly gagged at the performance. Did my grandson truly fall for

against the hardwood floor with each step. The sound seemed to echo my authority through the

I demanded, my voice sharp enough to make Eleanor flinch. "Didn't

she's not allowed to step foot in the Stone

gaze on Ethan, who had the decency to

I too old now, and my words no longer carry weight in this house?" I continued,

hang in the air.

(Victoria's POV)

the inside of my cheek until I tasted blood, fighting to maintain my composed expression. The old witch hadn't directly ordered me to leave, but her message couldn't have been

a public humiliation, designed to remind everyone of my place - or lack

for him to defend me. He met my gaze briefly before looking away. his jaw tight with

no better, her eyes fixed firmly on the floor. Not a

physical blow.