Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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I stood at the entrance of Moonlight Fair, my eyes scanning every approaching vehicle. The pendant I'd purchased for Lily weighed in my pocket-a small token compared to the amusement park I'd built for her, but I hoped she would appreciate the personal touch.

"Any sign of them yet?" I asked Maxwell, who stood dutifully beside me.

"Not yet, Alpha King," he replied, checking his tablet. "But Ms. Winters confirmed they're on their way."

I nodded, trying to calm my racing heart. After months of separation, I would finally see my daughter again. The ceramic coffee mug she had made-with its childish drawings and "I DAD!" inscription-had shattered something inside me when I discovered it among Olivia's

things. How had I missed the depth of my daughter's love?

"She'll forgive me," I murmured, more to reassure myself than anything. "Children are resilient."

Maxwell remained silent, his expression carefully neutral. I checked my phone again, refreshing the screen though I knew it would ring if Olivia called.

"Alpha King, I believe that's Ms. Winters' car approaching now," Maxwell said, pointing to a

familiar vehicle turning into the parking area.

My heart leaped. I straightened my jacket and ran a hand through my hair, suddenly

concerned with my appearance. Would Lily recognize me? Would she be happy to see me?

As Olivia's car pulled up to the curb, I rushed forward, unable to contain my eagerness. I

reached for the back door handle, calling out with uncharacteristic tenderness.

"Lily..."

The door swung open, revealing

empty child seat.

the vacant space where

an instant. I slammed the door shut

groaning under my strength.

I demanded, rounding on Olivia as she emerged from the driver's side. "Where

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impassive, her emerald eyes

Have you ever considered

Lily in the

me like a physical blow. I took a step back,

accusation.

about?" I growled, fighting to maintain control of my temper. "I built

for her! I've been trying to make

and bitter. "Do you have

for you, just like you're

closer, her voice dropping to a whisper that somehow cut deeper than

by the window, watching for your

never show up?"

unwilling to acknowledge the truth in

I was busy with pack

business," Olivia interrupted. "That's what I told her too.

an

Alpha with responsibilities to

said she understood. At five years old, Ethan. She understood that

in my chest. I remained silent,

a jar labeled 'For Daddy's Work.'