Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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Victoria's eyes darted frantically around the cemetery, searching for escape or assistance.

Finding none, her desperation grew.

"I will destroy you for this," she threatened, her voice low and venomous. "When Ethan hears-"

I slapped her again, cutting off her words. "Say it!"

Victoria's gaze locked on something near the grave-a broken piece of ceramic from a

shattered offering vase. Before I could react, her hand shot out, fingers closing around the jagged shard.

In one swift motion, she slashed at my hand, the sharp edge cutting deep into my flesh.

Pain exploded through my palm, hot and immediate. I instinctively loosened my grip, giving

Victoria the opening she needed.

She twisted away from me, scrambling backward on her hands and knees. Blood dripped from

my wounded hand onto Lily's grave, dark droplets staining the white moonstone.

"You cut me," I said, staring at my bleeding palm in disbelief.

Victoria's lips curved into a triumphant smile as she rose to her feet. "And I'll do worse if you

touch me again."

I lunged toward her, but my injured hand threw me off balance. I stumbled, giving Victoria

precious seconds to reach into her designer bag.

"Stay back," she warned, pulling out a small dark bottle-the same one she'd been about to

empty on Lily's grave when I arrived.

My heart froze. "Victoria, don't."

intent.

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way to desperation. "Whatever that is, don't pour

daughter's grave."

and satisfied. "You want

An ancient one that ensures

"You

I?" Victoria uncapped the bottle. "The old wolves have their ways. Ways to

spirit never finds peace."

to my feet, ignoring the throbbing pain in my

the bottle

the engraved name and

gotten up from the ground, but

heartbreaking scene.

letters

cried,

the empty bottle aside. "Now she'll never rest. Just like

never know peace."

to my knees before Lily's desecrated grave, frantically trying

sleeve. It clung stubbornly to the

my tears mixing with the substance as I desperately

away. "What have

"Give Ethan my regards. Tell him I'll be waiting when he's ready

grave. My sleeve was

the stone.

hands

felt warm against my skin, unnaturally so in the cool night air. It smelled of something ancient and wrong-herbs

Victoria really condemn my daughter's spirit to

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know, but I couldn't take the chance. I had

Lily's grave.

as I worked, blood mixing with the dark substance. I didn't care. Physical pain was nothing compared to the thought of Lily's