Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 141

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The morning sun cast long shadows across Sacred Moonlight Cemetery as I knelt before

Lily's tombstone. My weathered fingers traced the engraved name, the cold stone a stark

contrast to the warmth of my tears.

"My great-granddaughter," I whispered, memories flooding back like a broken dam.

Bernard stood respectfully behind me, his silence heavy with shared grief. I

closed my eyes,

remembering a conversation I'd overheard between Ethan and Olivia just before my spiritual

retreat.

"How is Lily?" Ethan had asked casually, as if inquiring about the weather. "I was thinking we

could have dinner together this weekend."

Olivia's face had remained carefully neutral. "She's fine. Just busy with school projects."

The memory twisted like a knife in my chest. Lily had been dead for months, yet Ethan spoke

as if she were alive. And Olivia had maintained the charade.

"She protected me from the truth," I realized aloud, my voice breaking. "Because of my

memory issues, she didn't want to cause me pain by telling me repeatedly that Lily was gone."

Bernard shifted uncomfortably. "Matriarch, perhaps we should return to the estate. This shock

isn't good for your health."

I ignored his concern, another memory surfacing-Olivia's haunted eyes whenever Lily was

mentioned, the careful way she redirected conversations. She had carried this burden alone.

feet. "How could he not

he ask about her so

contemplate. Had my

his family that he hadn't even

what kind of father doesn't know his child is dead?" I demanded, anger

Alpha abandons his

his eyes downcast. His loyalty to the

of the Alpha, but

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will confront him here, at Lily's grave, where he cannot hide from the

(Matriarch Evelyn's POV)

gates, a wave of dizziness washed over

alarmingly, colors blurring

alarmed voice seemed

gave way beneath me, the emotional

before I hit

Bernard ordered

darkness as I was carefully lifted into a vehicle.

her pain, and my grandson's betrayal of everything I

pack

Ethan knelt among the scattered fragments

broken piece seemed to mock his attempts at

commanding an entire pack,

his heart was nothing

he broke his promises to

for a photograph,

there was nothing-no pictures, no mementos, no trace of

his private

am I?" he whispered to

(Ethan's POV)

cutting into my skin.

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