Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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(Ethan's POV)

The hospital's emergency room doors slid open as Miles Blackwood stumbled out, his head heavily bandaged. Blood had soaked through the white gauze, a testament to the severity of his wound.

He cursed under his breath, touching the bandage gingerly. His eyes darted around the parking lot, searching for any sign of the woman who had attacked him.

"That b***h," he muttered, wincing as pain shot through his skull. "I'll find her and make her pay."

As he walked toward the taxi stand, a shadow moved behind him. Before Miles could react, a hand clamped over his mouth, muffling his startled cry.

Strong arms dragged him into the darkness between two parked ambulances. His feet kicked uselessly against the pavement as he was thrown to the ground.

I stood there, watching him with detached interest. The cigarette between my fingers glowed orange in darkness, illuminating my face just enough for Miles to recognize me.

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Maxwell Chen stepped back, his job done. Miles lay at my feet, trembling like prey before a predator. "Stone... Mr. Stone..." Miles's voice cracked with fear. His eyes widened as he recognized the danger he was

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I took a long drag from my cigarette, letting the smoke curl from my lips. The silence stretched between us, heavy with unspoken threats.

Miles scrambled backward, trying to put distance between us. I stepped forward, placing my boot firmly on his right hand.

"Don't!" Miles cried out, panic evident in his voice.

Maxwell moved quickly, covering Miles's mouth with his hand. We couldn't risk drawing attention with

screams.

I looked down at Miles, my expression unchanged. Then, with deliberate slowness, I ground my heel down. The sound of bones breaking was oddly satisfying. Miles's muffled screams vibrated against Maxwell's palm as tears streamed down his face.

Without hesitation, I shifted my weight to his other hand. The process repeated pressure, resistance, then the distinct c***k of bones giving way.

Miles's eyes rolled back in his head, the pain nearly causing him to lose consciousness. But I wasn't finished

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With precise aim, I delivered a brutal kick between his legs. His body convulsed once before going completely limp.

my voice devoid of emotion. "I don't want to see

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¤ Chapter 12 Hetubational

understanding the unspoken command. Miles Blackwood would never return to

my cigarette to

unconscious

and Maxwell's car pulled away, heading toward the

what was mine without consequences. Especially not my mate.

name flashed on the

moment I answered.

voice was barely recognizable through

coursing through my

Olivia hadn't fully succeeded,

was

into my voice.

gave me her location between hiccupping sobs. I drove there

stumbled toward my car. Even from a distance, I

face and torn

pleasure through me. Isabelle

the Stone family,

to this pitiful state.

enough, I rushed out of my car, the perfect picture of

cried, reaching

my arms, clinging to me like I was her only

anymore," she wailed. "What should

her hair, murmuring soothing words as I guided her into my car. Once inside,

sobs, she recounted the night's events how Miles had attacked her, how she'd fought back with the ashtray, how she'd

tears at appropriate moments. By the time she finished, we were

I said, wiping away my tears. "How could

eyes looked at me with desperate hope. I pressed my advantage, knowing

needed to hear.

and you're the perfect match for him," I continued, my voice gentle but firm. "This

her fragile state. She

daughter," I reminded her. "You and Mr. Blackwood are the perfect