Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 343

(Ethan's POV)

The world around me crumbled into dust. Every certainty I'd built my life upon disintegrated in an instant.

"Orange Mom?" The words escaped my lips before I could stop them, barely a whisper.

Evelyn Winters-the woman who had saved me, comforted me, protected me when I was at my most vulnerable-stood before me. Her eyes, so like Olivia's, held none of the warmth I remembered from my childhood.

"Ethan Stone, don't call me that," she said, her voice cutting through me like a silver blade. "You are not worthy!"

Each word was a physical blow. My wolf whined pitifully beneath my skin, recognizing the truth even as I struggled to process it.

"But you..." I couldn't form coherent thoughts. Memories flooded back-nights spent in her small cottage, trembling from

nightmares, her gentle hands stroking my hair as she sang that lullaby.

"I saved your life once," Evelyn continued, her voice cold with contempt. "And how did you repay me? By destroying my

daughter's."

My chest constricted painfully. The contrast between the motherly warmth in my memories and her current indifference was

unbearable.

"I promised..." I whispered, more to myself than to her. "I promised to protect you both."

vow I'd made as a child echoed in my mind: to cherish and protect my

for a

I had

beside her mother, her emerald eyes filled with hatred. The scent of

mistaken Victoria for my Little Orange. The magnitude of my error crushed

had come to me crying about Olivia. Every time I'd sided with her without question. Every time I'd dismissed Olivia's

been conditioned to believe that Little Orange was the best she-wolf in the world. That

countless times.

wasn't Victoria I'd been protecting. It

because of that blind faith, I had hurt

was overwhelming-so intense it felt like I was suffocating. My wolf paced anxiously beneath my skin,

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howl its anguish.

woman who saved my life. I had failed

true

had failed our

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fresh wave of agony through me. Our beautiful daughter, who had died while I was busy

Emma. Who had spent her final days asking for a

came.

turned to look at Olivia again. The she-wolf I had always

to my

that Olivia was the true Little Orange all along, all