Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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I ignored him, my gaze fixed on Olivia. The poor girl's shoulders sagged with relief at the sight

of me, fresh tears streaming down her face.

"Grandmother,” she whispered, the title an acknowledgment of the bond we shared despite the

absence of blood relation.

I nodded to her, then turned my attention to Victoria Frost. The woman had the audacity to

smile at me, as if we were meeting at a social gathering rather than at my great- granddaughter's desecrated grave.

"Matriarch Stone," she said, dipping into a respectful curtsy. "What a surprise to see you out so

early."

Cold fury filled me. This woman had helped kill my great-granddaughter, had spat on her

grave, and now dared to address me with false respect.

"Seize that woman," I commanded, my voice carrying the weight of decades of authority.

My security team moved immediately, surrounding Victoria before she could react. Her blue eyes widened with genuine fear for the first time.

"Ethan!" she cried, reaching toward him. "Tell them to stop! What is happening?"

My grandson stepped forward, still holding Olivia against his side. "Grandmother, what are you

doing?"

"Justice," I replied simply. "Something you have failed to provide."

knees before Lily's Moonstone Tombstone. She struggled

she begged. "I've done

(Ethan's POV)

in shock as my grandmother's security

spiraling beyond

immediately," I demanded, my

my surprise, the security team ignored me, their loyalty to my grandmother

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I said, stepping toward her, "this is inappropriate. Whatever

has made-"

my grandmother interrupted, her voice sharp despite her frail appearance. "I

seen the evidence myself."

her captors. "What evidence?

I've done nothing

grave, a sacred place that deserved respect. Using force here, even to protect Victoria, felt

behind her back with what appeared

her protests.

transformed by hatred. In her hand, she held the Ancestral Pack Whip-a traditional implement of pack justice that

she said, her

brought the whip

by the gag, but her body jerked with

Victoria's torn designer clothes.

strength. By the time I reached Victoria, her back was a bloody mess, her designer clothes

the whip for another strike, I grabbed it

kill someone before you're

the whip away.