Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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"Let's go home.

Three simple words from Ethan's lips to Victoria, yet they pierced my heart like silver. I kept my eyes fixed on my plate, refusing to watch as he wrapped his arm around Victoria's waist, supporting her "drunken" form.

I could feel his amber eyes on me as they passed, but I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing my pain The venison on my plate suddenly looked unappetizing, the moonberry sauce congealing into a dark pool.

The click of Victoria's designer heels faded as they exited the private dining room of Amber Crest Restaurant. Only when I was certain they were gone did I allow myself to take a breath.

"Well, that was unexpected," Sophia Hughes whispered beside me, her eyes wide with excitement. "Alpha Stone himself! Can you believe it?"

I managed a noncommittal hum, taking another sip of wine despite my better judgment. The alcohol burned down my throat, dulling the sharper edges of my humiliation.

With Ethan and Victoria's departure, the atmosphere in the room shifted. The oppressive tension dissipated, replaced by animated chatter as my colleagues resumed their conversations with renewed vigor.

"I think this calls for another toast," Sophia announced, standing up with her wine glass held high. Her cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, her eyes bright.

The others quickly followed suit, raising their glasses in anticipation.

"To new beginnings and successful designs!" Sophia declared.

"To new beginnings!" everyone echoed.

I forced a smile and raised my glass, taking a careful sip. The room had already started to spin slightly, and I knew I needed to be cautious. My wolf form might have enhanced healing abilities, but my human form had embarrassingly low alcohol tolerance.

"Are you

alright, Olivia?" Sophia asked, noticing my careful sipping. “You've barely touched your food."

fine," I lied. Just

dinner continued for another hour, with conversations flowing more freely now that the Alpha King was gone. Design concepts were discussed, office politics analyzed, and personal stories shared. I participated

evening drew to a close, the bill was

people began making arrangements

offered one of the male designers from

varying degrees of interest. The thought of being confined in a car with them made me

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lied smoothly, avoiding direct eye contact. "He should be here any

press the issue. As they gathered their belongings and headed

alcohol in my system was making it difficult

my way outside to the garden adjacent to Amber Crest Restaurant. The night air

blooming under the night sky. Their subtle fragrance helped clear my head slightly as I walked toward a decorative

and leaned over, cupping my hands to collect some water. The cold liquid felt refreshing as I splashed it on my face, though it

reflection in the rippling water. I looked tired, my emerald eyes

exhaustion and hurt.

Olivia," I whispered to my

and decided to sit down until I

a ride. The

of walking straight suddenly

.....on

counted my steps carefully, focusing intently on placing one

to spin more violently.

focus.