Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 92

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and motion. My body burned with the effects of the drug, making every

touch of fabric against my skin unbearable.

At the hospital, Ethan visibly relaxed. A doctor was already waiting for us at the entrance-clearly pre-arranged.

The doctor quickly assessed my condition, his expression grim as he recognized the symptoms. "Savage

Moon Elixir," he muttered, shaking his head in disgust.

as nothing He injected the prepared antidote into my arm with practiced efficiency. The needle's sting was compared to the fire raging through my veins.

The antidote didn't take effect immediately. Back in the private ward, I continued to struggle against the drug's influence for almost half an hour.

Though I was the one thrashing and fighting, I was also utterly exhausted. As the antidote finally began to take effect, my limbs grew heavy, and I fell into a deep sleep in Ethan's arms.

(Ethan's POV)

"How can she be so troublesome!" I growled, watching Olivia's face relax in

sleep

My eyes darkened like spilled ink as rage consumed me. I raised my hand and pinched her cheek hard, not bothering to control my strength.

A deep red mark bloomed on her fair skin. Olivia cried out in pain even in her sleep, the sound making me even more frustrated.

I released my grip, gritting my teeth as I stared down at her. "Next time, I'll see how I deal with you!"

soften my anger. She had defied me publicly, chosen another

the bathroom, cleaning us both up

had sent fresh clothes from a nearby store, and I dressed Olivia in them before

from her ordeal, she curled up instinctively and fell into

blanket around her, my movements

at her sleeping form, I left the ward. Maxwell was

he acknowledged

here," I commanded, my voice cold and

of the man who had dared to

beneath my words. Miles Blackwood would pay dearly

(Isabelle's POV)

hotel, Miles Blackwood couldn't wait to get me to the bed. Under the influence of the drugs,

since childhood, I was proud and

be touched by Miles. "Let me go!" I struggled

the blow, Miles was momentarily stunned. I seized the opportunity, my perfectly manicured

Chote M.

time, Miles caught my wrist in a bruising grip. His eyes were bloodshot, all reason gone from

I struggled, the more frenzied he became. He slapped me repeatedly, his

brutal.

failing. I had never been hit before – had never

blurred with tears and blood. How had this happened? I had arranged for Miles

me!

I kicked

in pain, but I hadn't given up.

use as

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