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.

lashed across his back,

confusion evident in their depths. His wolf

even as his human mind struggled to

he urged, his voice low and intense. "We

clutched Emma to her side, her expression

betrayed her anger.

An

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timing aligned with the

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

the records when she returns," he said, though his

eyes fixed

pushed Ethan aside and addressed the pack elders directly. "May I ask what the primary requirement is for entering the

dignity, "Naturally, it is to be of

at Victoria, whose face suddenly drained of color. Her wolf whined with apprehension

her eyes and

wolf bristling with territorial aggression. He moved to force me from

grasp with unexpected agility and presented Emma's paternity test report to Bernard. The paper trembled slightly in my hand, but my

therefore

(Ethan's POV)

words hung in the air like a physical presence. Victoria paled visibly beside me, her carefully constructed deception exposed before the

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