Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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As Miles's car pulled away from the curb, I kept my gaze fixed straight ahead, refusing to look back at my mate and the woman he clearly preferred over me.

"I understand this arrangement came as a surprise," Miles said once we were on the main road, his eyes briefly meeting mine in the rearview mirror. "Matriarch Evelyn can be quite... determined when she sets her

mind to something."

I appreciated his directness. "Alpha Blackwood-Miles-I should be clear from the start. I'm not interested in pursuing a relationship right now."

Instead of being offended, he nodded understandingly. "I suspected as much. The Matriarch mentioned your situation is... complicated."

His tactful reference to my disastrous marriage made me relax slightly. At least he wasn't delusional about

our circumstances.

"However," he continued smoothly, "I think we should still have dinner together. It would please the Matriarch, and appearances matter in our world."

His logic was sound. Refusing the dinner now would only lead to more questions and potentially upset

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Matriarch Evelyn, who had been my strongest ally recently.

I conceded. "One dinner to maintain

"Excellent. I've made reservations at the Moonstone

territory, frequented by the pack's elite. The

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settling back into the luxurious leather

doors open, pulled out my chair, and engaged in pleasant conversation about neutral topics. If

he offered, signaling the

I declined.

Lily's death. The memory of my daughter made my chest tighten

nodded, ordering venison for both of us. "Perhaps some moonberry tea instead? It's

be nice," I agreed, grateful

waiter returned promptly with Miles's wine and a steaming cup of fragrant tea for me. The rich, berry aroma was comforting,

blurred slightly around the edges, and sounds seemed to come from farther

was

to focus on Miles's face across

waver. The pleasant expression he'd maintained all evening was

Olivia?" he asked, his voice no longer cultured but cold and mocking. "The tea

the one beside me, sliding closer until his thigh pressed against mine. His hand

only one who arranged our meeting, he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "There are others who would pay handsomely to have

position."

Who would want to harm me this way? Victoria? Ethan himself? Or was this part of some larger pack politics I