Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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I watched Ethan's expression soften as I reminded him of my past trauma. The

nightmares had been a recurring theme in our relationship, a tool I used whenever

I needed his presence.

"Alright," he conceded, pulling a chair beside my bed. "I'll stay until you fall

asleep."

It wasn't exactly what I wanted-I'd hoped he would join me in bed-but it was better than nothing. I accepted the compromise with a grateful smile.

"Thank you," I whispered, reaching for his hand again.

Martha arrived with the moonflower calming tea, setting the steaming cup on my nightstand. "Will there be anything else, Alpha Stone?"

Ethan shook his head. "That will be all, Martha. Thank you."

I sipped the tea obediently, feeling its soothing warmth spread through me. The moonflower herb was known for its calming properties, particularly effective for werewolves experiencing anxiety.

As drowsiness began to overtake me, I held Ethan's hand tighter, gazing up at him with a carefully crafted mixture of love and vulnerability in my eyes.

"Don't go," I whispered, my voice already slurring slightly from the tea's effects. Ethan's amber eyes softened. "I won't," he promised.

as I drifted off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that I had won this round. Olivia was forgotten, while I had Ethan

(Olivia's POV)

close in around me as I stood alone on the dirt road. Ethan's taillights had long since disappeared,

to calm my racing heart. "Think, Olivia," I muttered to myself. "You

moon provided

direction Ethan had driven, while the other veered off to

or settlement. Each step

rustle of nocturnal creatures. I wrapped my arms around

what felt like hours but was probably only twenty minutes, I heard the distant rumble of an engine. Hope surged through me-perhaps it was a passing car that could give me a ride back to civilization. As the sound grew louder, I realized it wasn't a car but a motorcycle. The single headlight cut through the darkness, illuminating the

my wolf, Cora, uneasy. Instead of relief, I felt a surge of fear. I ducked off the

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in the quiet night.

forest, ignoring the pain in my

me.

pounding in my chest. The uneven ground made running difficult, especially with my injured

veered off the road, cutting through the trees to intercept me. The rider was se navigating the rough

off, skidding to a stop directly in my path, I stumbled

but clearly amused. "What's a

slowly. "I'm just trying to get back to town. My car

revealing a rough-looking man with

"No car around here,

trying to keep my