Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

(Victoria's POV)

"Why did Olivia push you down the mountain?" Ethan Stone's grip tightened

around my throat, his amber eyes blazing with his wolf's fury. "If you hadn't known

Olivia was suffering from severe moon sickness and deliberately used Lily's ashes

to trigger her wolf, would she have lost control and pushed you down the

mountain?"

His Alpha strength was so overwhelming that I was suffocating, my wolf

whimpering pathetically beneath my skin. The air was being crushed from my

lungs as his claws pressed against my windpipe.

"This is your retribution, and you still dare to blame Olivia, you are truly courting

death!" His voice carried the full weight of an enraged Alpha King.

The feeling of approaching death filled me with terror. I desperately tried to speak,

to explain that Olivia was framing me and that Lily's ashes were safely in the

Silvercrest Pack Memorial Grounds.

But no words could escape my constricted throat. My vision began to blur as

darkness crept in from the edges.

Ethan completely distrusted me, remembering how I had lied in the past when

pretending to be Little Orange. His wolf snarled beneath his skin, convinced of my

guilt and ready to exact pack justice.

I attempted to defend myself with my eyes, pleading silently for mercy. But Ethan

was deaf to my pleas, already condemning me in his heart.

Fueled by the revelation that I had deliberately stolen Lily's moonlight herb

treatment, causing the pup's death, Ethan's hatred intensified. His wolf pushed

dangerously close to the surface, demanding retribution for the loss of his

daughter.

I was helpless against Ethan's increasing force, my grip weakening, tongue

protruding, and pupils dilating as I struggled to breathe. The world was fading to

black when suddenly Maxwell Chen's voice cut through the haze.

"Alpha Stone, killing her would be a crime against pack law and not worth

sacrificing yourself and the pack's future," Maxwell reminded him, his beta wolf

projecting calming pheromones.

Ethan, with immense effort, suppressed his murderous rage and released me. I

collapsed, gasping for air, tears and mucus streaming down my face.

The sweet taste of oxygen flooded my lungs as I coughed violently. Maxwell,

disgusted by my presence, kicked my wheelchair away from Ethan, preventing

further violence.

recalled Ethan's murderous demeanor earlier

Lily's death, his Alpha's wolf barely

bed, and I fell

seat cushions were

and my own saliva.

to drag

Stone's

Ethan's clear disdain, the guards treated me

their Alpha. Their claws dug into

across

pack activities, witnessed Ethan

and unheeded as her wolf cowered in fear.

a pillar, too

was dragged to where Emma stood, my expensive shoes lost,

The

from the

wheelchair beside Emma, warning

territory. "If either of you steps foot on pack

Stone's permission, we won't be so gentle,"

flashing

side, tending to my injuries with

"Mommy, are you

I slapped Emma, berating

warn

usefulness

I coldly demanded

wheelchair.

but obeyed, still

(Ethan's POV)

in my Alpha Vehicle, I

contain my rage.

my skin,

unimaginable pain

without killing her,

her crimes against

daughter and mate.

under my grip as

me, knowing better than to speak

agitated.

getting evidence from Connor Blackthorn to bring Victoria to

channels rather than

satisfying than a quick

Olivia's accusations and Connor's initial claims of having

Knight's murder, I

Something had changed his mind

with Victoria at the Moonlight

had shielded the

was telling.

Connor's weakness,

paternal instincts toward her could be

at the Northern Territory Detention Facility, I learned that Connor

see anyone. The guard informed me he had

since his arrest.

through the intercom, threatening to make Emma's

if he didn't cooperate. "Connor Blackthorn, if you don't

Emma suffers

distress evident even through

his attachment to the

bastard! Leave her alone!"

with me. Maxwell stayed with the

monitor the conversation.