Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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Memories flashed back to when I was eight years old. I followed my adoptive mother-a pack healer-back to the Stone Estate with Matriarch Evelyn Stone.

The elderly Matriarch had treated me like her own granddaughter. Her kind amber eyes-the same eyes her grandson would inherit, though lacking the warmth hers contained-made me feel safe.

"She looks like a little lost pup," Matriarch Evelyn had chuckled. "We'll have to fatten you up, won't we, dear?" But Eleanor Stone, Ethan's aunt, had watched from the shadows. Her cold eyes followed my every move.

"Another stray?" she'd muttered. "This house isn't a charity ward.”

Matriarch Evelyn had silenced her with a single look. "The child stays, Eleanor. That's final"

For weeks, I'd been safe under the Matriarch's protection. Then came the night of the full moon ceremony. Both my adoptive mother and Matriarch Evelyn were required to attend, leaving me alone in the vast estate.

Eleanor seized her opportunity.

"Come here, girl, she'd called, her voice falsely sweet. "I have something to show you."

Naive and trusting. I'd followed her to a heavy wooden door. Before I could react, she'd pushed me through it. I tumbled down stone steps into darkness.

"Perhaps some time alone will teach you your place," she'd sneered, slamming the door.

The bolt had slid home with a sound that still haunted my nightmares.

I'd screamed until my throat was raw. The darkness pressed in, suffocating in its completeness.

Then came the sounds-tiny claws scratching against stone. The soft squeaking that signaled I wasn't alone.

I'd sobbed, pressing myself against the wall. "Please let me

finally found me. I'd been huddled

covered in rat bites.

terrible to behold. "How dare you?" she'd

protection!"

done. My fear of dark,

found myself trapped again in that same nightmare. Betrayed by the very

fists against the heavy door. "Ethan! Please! You

felt like

a whisper. "I didn't do

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body trembled with

alley? When those roques attacked me? You promised you'd never let

my face as I slid to the floor. The cold stone seemed to leach the warmth from my body, leaving me shivering and

door, I heard footsteps. My heart leaped with desperate hope. "Ethan? Is that you? Please

but I could sense a presence on the other side of the

wood. "I'm begging you." The footsteps retreated, growing fainter until they disappeared entirely. Whoever had been there-Ethan or someone else

stone floor, despair washing over me in a crushing wave. My body curled instinctively into

in the orphanage. When trying to protect myself from the

(Ethan's POV)

against my hip as I paced the corridor outside Emma's