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

years ago not to harm her only

don't deserve her," I spat, blood trickling from my split

sleeve to reveal the scarred skin beneath. The permanent marks that

healing couldn't erase

to see the evidence of her desperation.

to die so badly she made sure nothing could save

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

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

emotional exhaustion taking their toll.

streaming down her face.

power games, we'll lose her

protectively around her shoulders.

clenched, his Alpha authority radiating outward as he signaled to

me away from Olivia. I

form into his

over!" I shouted as he carried her toward the door. "She'll

me with cold determination. "She doesn't have to

(Olivia's POV)

of a car, my head pounding and stomach churning. Through blurry

Ethan's Maybach.

mumbled, feeling bile rise in

immediately signaled to his driver. The car had barely stopped when I flung the door open,

on the

illuminated my hands as I braced myself

sleeves had ridden

that I usually kept