Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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Chapter 239

(James's POV)

"Ethan Stone, don't touch Olivia!" I shouted, my eyes flashing with protective fury. He didn't deserve to touch her, not after everything he'd put her through.

The tavern had gone completely silent. Every wolf present could sense the dangerous tension between us. Ethan's amber eyes narrowed, his Alpha presence filling the room like a physical force.

"This doesn't concern you, Knight," he growled, taking another step toward Olivia.

I positioned myself between them, my wolf rising to the surface. "The hell it doesn't."

Two years ago, I'd received a call that still haunted my nightmares. Olivia's voice, barely audible through her tears, saying goodbye. I'd found her on the banks of Silvermoon River, her wrists slashed with a silver-edged blade.

The memory fueled my rage now. I'd watched her suffer through Lily's illness while Ethan paraded around with Victoria and Emma. I'd seen her break when her daughter died. And I'd been the one to find her when she couldn't take the pain anymore.

"You abandoned her when she needed you most," I snarled, grabbing another bottle from the bar. "You don't get to claim her

now."

Ethan's security team moved forward, but he held up his hand, stopping them. His eyes never left mine.

"She's my mate," he said, his voice dangerously calm. "Step aside."

Instead, I swung the bottle, aiming for his head. He blocked it with his forearm, the glass shattering against his wrist. Blood dripped onto the floor, but he barely seemed to notice.

His fist connected with my jaw, sending me staggering backward. I tasted blood but recovered quickly, lunging at him again.

Ethan could have seriously injured me - we both knew it. But something made him pull his punches. A flicker of recognition

face, and I knew he remembered Olivia's plea years ago not to

spat, blood

pulling up her sleeve to reveal the scarred skin beneath. The permanent marks that even

couldn't

shouted, forcing him to see the evidence of her desperation. "These scars will never

badly she made sure nothing

crisscrossing her wrists. For a moment, his mask slipped, revealing

go, Ethan," I pleaded, my voice breaking. "Haven't

beside me, the alcohol and emotional exhaustion taking their toll. Her emerald eyes were

streaming down her face.

these power games, we'll lose her forever this

protectively around her shoulders.

his Alpha authority radiating outward as he signaled

wolves grabbed my arms, pulling me away from Olivia. I struggled against their grip, watching helplessly as

limp form

shouted as he carried her

looking back at me with cold determination. "She doesn't have to forgive

(Olivia's POV)

to the gentle motion of a car, my head pounding and stomach churning. Through

Ethan's Maybach.

I mumbled, feeling

driver. The car had barely stopped when

on the

illuminated my hands as I braced myself

sleeves had

that I usually