Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

(Ethan's POV)

Time ticked by, and it was soon the appointed time, but Olivia Winters' figure was nowhere to be seen. I picked up my phone, wanting to call her to ask where she was, but worried that it would make me seem impatient and displease her.

My wolf paced restlessly beneath my skin, sensing my mate's absence. The familiar ache of longing consumed me as I stared at the restaurant entrance.

I put the phone back and continued to wait patiently, my amber eyes fixed on the doorway. Every shadow that passed made my heart leap with hope, only to crash when it wasn't her.

The white moonflowers I'd carefully arranged seemed to mock me with their beauty. Their sweet scent filled the air, but without Olivia here, they felt meaningless.

Maxwell Chen kept replacing my tea, the delicate porcelain cups growing cold one after another. But Olivia never showed up.

At eleven o'clock, Maxwell cleared his throat softly. "Alpha King, it's quite late. Perhaps Luna Winters has been delayed by urgent matters."

His diplomatic words carried an underlying message - that Olivia was deliberately playing with me. But I remained silent, staring at my phone screen.

The last message I'd sent through our reopened mate bond glowed back at me: "Understood, seven o'clock tonight, I'll be waiting for you at Amber Crest Restaurant. Until then."

Memories flooded my mind like silver daggers. All the times Olivia had waited for me in the past, longing for my love and commitment.

recalled my repeated disappointments and broken promises, especially those involving our daughter, Lily. How many times had

had she cried herself to sleep while

The irony wasn't lost on me - the Alpha King

come, I didn't leave early, staying until midnight. My wolf whined

with pity for their powerful Alpha

arranged restaurant, the moonflowers wilting in the absence of my true

my Midnight Maybach, I struggled to compose a message to Olivia through our mate

with overwhelming emotions, making it difficult to find

typed and deleted

to express the depth

a sincere promise: "Liv, I am willing to wait for you, always wait for you, until you are

bond. I discovered their connection was blocked again, my

my social media. Lucas Blackwood's post appeared at the

with a view of the city. Upon closer inspection, I spotted reflections in the window, revealing Lucas

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