Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 232

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Victoria's legs were useless, dragging on the ground like dead weight as I pulled her across the private dining room floor by her hair. Her perfectly styled blonde locks twisted in my grip as she whimpered pathetically.

"Not so powerful now, are you?" I whispered, my voice eerily calm.

I gripped Victoria's hair tighter with one hand, my other hand firmly holding the back of her neck. With werewolf strength, I slammed her head against the wall with a resounding "Bang!"

The impact left Victoria dazed, her forehead immediately bruising but not bleeding. I didn't want blood evidence.

"That's for Lily," I hissed.

I threw her to the floor with a force that made her body bounce slightly before settling. Her designer dress twisted around her paralyzed legs.

Victoria's eyes widened with rage. She tried to curse at me, but the cloth gag muffled her words into unintelligible sounds. Her manicured nails clawed at the hardwood floor as she desperately tried to drag herself toward the door.

Her bodyguards were just outside. If she could reach them...

I kicked her away with a swift movement, sending her sprawling back across the floor.

"Going somewhere?" I asked, walking calmly to the door and locking it.

Victoria's eyes tracked my every move, terror replacing her initial anger. She knew what was

coming.

I turned back to her, my emerald eyes cold and calculating. This wasn't the emotional

breakdown she'd witnessed at Lily's grave. This was methodical retribution.

The first kick landed on her ribs, careful not to break them but hard enough to make her curl

into herself. I followed with a series of slaps, each one precise and controlled.

"Two years," I said, punctuating each word with another slap. "Two years I've waited for this

moment."

I was careful with my assault, targeting painful but non-crippling spots. I didn't need to

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permanently damage her-her paralysis had already done that. This was about power.

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The power dynamic had shifted drastically. Two years ago, Victoria had stood over me at my daughter's grave, taunting me about my grief while I collapsed in tears. Now, I was in control.

I crouched down, gripping Victoria's jaw with enough force to make her wince.

"Victoria Frost, you really couldn't wait, could you?" I said mockingly. "You had to come find me, just like you did at Lily's grave."

Her eyes widened at the mention of my daughter.

"I know what you're doing," I continued, my voice dropping to a whisper. “Trying to

provoke me, just like before. Preying on my grief for Lily."

Victoria tried to shake her head, but my grip was too tight.

that broken

(Victoria's POV)

emerald eyes, searching for the unstable grief I'd exploited two years ago. Instead, I found something far

emotional wreck who had collapsed at her daughter's grave. This Olivia had recovered from her mental illness, and that made her infinitely

the slap echoing

she struck me until her own palm was red

only muffled sounds

streaming down my cheeks-not from

time you called Emma 'our daughter' in

another blow.

side with

is for stealing Lily's kidney donor," she continued, her

she delivered another slap.

know about

my

I was sobbing through the

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so helpless, so utterly at

a commotion outside the door caught our

Stone has arrived," one of my

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the door, then

my chance for

it's too late!" I spat,

kick that

torso.

from the Alpha. My legs

"Ethan, help me! She's trying to kill

as something-or someone-slammed

concern evident in

a splintering c***k, the door flew

rushed in, his amber eyes taking

(Ethan's POV)

my blood. Victoria lay on the floor, her

her designer dress torn and disheveled. Her wheelchair had been pushed against the

standing over her, calm and collected,

I demanded, rushing

me with trembling hands, her fingers clutching at my

attacked me...

gathered her into my arms, careful not to cause her further pain. Her body felt fragile against my

her voice breaking

flare.

in her wheelchair, making sure she was secure before turning to

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Olivia.

her emerald eyes meeting mine without

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crippled," I said, my voice low with controlled anger.

flashed in Olivia's eyes-a cold realization that

but cutting. "Two years in a wheelchair equals

like physical blows. Before I could respond, the doorway darkened

an instant. Without hesitation, he

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