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.

seems reasonable," I conceded. "One dinner to maintain

revealing perfect teeth. "Excellent. I've made reservations at the Moonstone Dining Hall.

Moonstone Dining Hall was one of the most prestigious restaurants in Silvercrest territory, frequented by the pack's elite. The choice was strategic- visible enough to be noticed, but not so public that it

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settling back into the

Miles behaved impeccably. He held doors open, pulled out my chair, and engaged in pleasant conversation about neutral topics. If I hadn't

he offered,

declined. "I

since Lily's death. The memory of my daughter made my

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

nice," I agreed, grateful for his

wine and a steaming cup of fragrant tea for me. The rich, berry aroma was comforting, and I took a

edges, and sounds seemed to come from farther

was happening. The tea had been

tried to focus on Miles's face across the table, but his

all evening was transforming before my eyes,

voice no longer cultured but cold and mocking. "The tea should be taking full

beside me, sliding closer until his thigh pressed against

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

position."

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