Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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My eyes fluttered open, a splitting headache pounding against my skull. The sedative hadn't

kept me under for long. I found myself lying on the large bed in the master bedroom of

Imperial Gardens, the familiar ceiling coming into focus above me.

Memories of the previous night crashed through my mind like violent waves. Victoria at Lily's

grave. The black dog blood splashing across my daughter's tombstone. The ancient

talismans meant to curse my baby's spirit.

White-hot hatred surged through my veins. I was about to sit up when Ethan's voice drifted in from the balcony.

"Don't be afraid," he said softly into his phone. "Last night was an accident. It won't happen

again."

My body froze. I knew exactly who he was talking to.

"I've arranged for bodyguards to protect you," he continued, his voice gentle in a way it never was with me anymore. "She won't have a chance to hurt you and Emma again."

His voice dropped lower, and I couldn't make out his next words. But I'd heard enough.

Bodyguards. For Victoria. The woman who had killed my daughter and desecrated her grave.

A crushing sense of powerlessness washed over me. The boulder pressing on my heart grew heavier, almost suffocating me. I couldn't touch Victoria now. I couldn't make her pay for what

she'd done to Lily.

Tears welled up in my eyes and silently slid down my cheeks. I was truly helpless against

Victoria Frost.

I heard Ethan end his call and step back into the bedroom. Just as his footsteps approached

the bed, his phone rang again.

"Maxwell," he answered. "What is it?"

"Alpha King, it's all arranged," Maxwell Chen's voice came through clearly. "Luna

Winters will be very touched when she sees it."

"Good," Ethan replied, his tone softening slightly.

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back to him, pretending to be asleep. Through barely-open eyes, I saw him glance

Lily isn't just empty words," he murmured, more to himself than to

Lily's

left the room

What was he planning?

stolen her chance at life. My phone rang, startling me from my thoughts. I

movements sluggish.

Winters?" A soft female voice came through the speaker. "Do you have

today?"

Rebecca Winters-no relation, despite the

in emotional trauma

finished your medication

scheduled appointment, and I'm

closed my eyes, suddenly remembering. Without those pills, my

increasingly unstable. Grief was difficult enough to manage

it, patients prone to negative

replied, my voice hoarse. "I'll come

as if gravity had

concern in her eyes. "You're not in good condition,

handed me. More pills to numb the

me

functioning.

she suggested gently. "Find friends or

to them more.

Friends?

been depressed for too long," she continued.

you don't relax,

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drove to the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den. There was only one person I could think of who might listen

adoptive mother had passed away years ago.

his own daughter. If he knew Victoria had deliberately killed

he harmed Victoria,

his chance at next year's championship; he might never race

was James's dream. I couldn't implicate

merely

such confidences.

remorse for