Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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The walls were adorned with ancestral carvings generations of Stone Alphas watching over the proceedings with stone eyes. Only Matriarch Evelyn was absent, having refused to attend what she called a "false ceremony."

Emma, clearly coached by Victoria, bowed deeply to each ancestral carving. Her forehead nearly touched the ground in exaggerated reverence that seemed unnatural for a child her age.

Bernard Sheppard, the Stone family's loyal head butler, stood ready with the ancestral pack records. His weathered hands opened the ancient tome with practiced reverence.

Victoria's excitement was palpable, her scent thick with triumph. She pulled out her phone and snapped a photo as Bernard dipped his pen in ink.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I didn't need to look to know Victoria had sent me the image, a final taunt before her victory was complete.

Bernard began to write. "Stone..." The first character of Emma's new surname appeared on the sacred page.

My wolf surged forward, lending strength to my voice as I called out: "Stop!"

The double doors of the Stone Ancestral Hall flew open with a bang. Bernard's hand trembled, and ink splattered across the ancient pack records.

Elder Richard Stone's face contorted with rage at the desecration. He grabbed the Ancestral

Pack Whip from its ceremonial stand and lashed out at me.

"How dare you interrupt a sacred ceremony!" he roared.

Before the whip could strike me, Ethan moved with Alpha speed, placing himself between us.

back, tearing through

amber eyes met mine, confusion evident in their depths. His

his human mind

urged, his voice low and intense. "We can discuss

to her side, her expression a perfect

betrayed her anger.

An

*8 Ports)

disrupt this auspicious timing aligned

Elder Richard's anger. "Remove her!" he ordered the

my arm. "I'll add Lily to the records when she returns," he said,

lips. My emerald eyes fixed on

elders directly. "May I ask what

replied with formal dignity, "Naturally, it is to be of

glanced pointedly at Victoria, whose face suddenly drained of color. Her wolf whined with apprehension as she realized my

fear evident in her eyes and

with territorial aggression. He moved to force me from the hall, but I had

agility and presented Emma's paternity test report to Bernard. The paper trembled slightly in my

Ethan Stone's daughter and therefore cannot be included in

(Ethan's POV)

like a physical presence. Victoria paled visibly beside me,

cowered within her as the elders stared in shock. My father snatched the report from Bernard's hands, his face hardening with anger as he