Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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She wrapped a protective arm around Isabelle's shoulders. "If you want someone to blame, blame me. I'll take responsibility."

Her voice trembled with emotion, her performance flawless. Not a hair out of place, not a c***k in her perfect mask of concern.

Isabelle shoved Victoria away, disgust evident on her tear-streaked face. "Get away from me! I don't want your fake protection!"

Victoria stumbled backward, losing her balance. She fell near my phone, which was still playing the video of Isabelle being dragged into the hotel room by Miles Blackwood.

"I didn't see anything!" Victoria protested, scrambling to her feet. "That video doesn't show what you think it does. I would never stand by while Isabelle was being assaulted!"

Isabelle lunged at Victoria, her face contorted with rage. "Liar! You've been using me for years!"

Ethan caught Isabelle before she could reach Victoria, restraining her easily despite her struggles.

"That's enough," he commanded, his Alpha voice making everyone in the room flinch. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Maxwell, come to Suite 888 immediately. Escort Isabelle to the Detention Center."

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in horror. "Ethan, no! You can't

gathered my belongings, satisfied that I'd accomplished what I came for. The truth was out, and

image was

behind me. "She drugged you, Ethan! Victoria drugged you that

(Olivia's POV)

relief after the stifling tension of the club. I walked quickly toward the parking lot, eager to put distance between myself and the drama

sensed movement in the shadows. Three men stepped out, blocking my path. "Well, well," one of them sneered, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Look what we

racing. Before I could grab it, a blur of

me, his face a mask of cold fury. Without hesitation, he grabbed the nearest man's wrist and twisted. The sickening c***k of

voice barely human,

scrambled backward, dragging their injured companion with them. They disappeared into

lot.

his amber eyes softer than I'd seen them in

a physical blow. He hadn't called me that since before the incident five

voice cold. "You

around him, but he caught my arm.

nothing to discuss," I replied, trying to pull free. "Let