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

I knew he remembered Olivia's plea years ago not

her," I spat, blood trickling from

reveal the scarred skin beneath. The

healing couldn't erase

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

to die so badly she made

the silvery lines crisscrossing her wrists. For a moment,

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

the alcohol and emotional exhaustion taking their toll.

streaming down her face.

mother dies while you're playing these power games, we'll lose her forever this time," I

protectively around her shoulders.

Alpha authority radiating outward as he

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

limp form into

I shouted as he carried her toward the door. "She'll never forgive you

cold determination. "She doesn't

(Olivia's POV)

a car, my head pounding and stomach churning. Through blurry vision, I recognized the interior

Ethan's Maybach.

feeling bile rise in my

his driver. The car had barely

knees on the

moonlight illuminated my hands as

My sleeves

scars that I usually