Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 403

(Ethan's POV)

"Olivia!" Seeing Olivia Winters standing there safe and sound, my amber eyes turned red with overwhelming relief. I rushed forward excitedly, pulling her into a desperate embrace.

Overjoyed at finding what I had lost, I held her very tightly. My chin rested on the top of her head, finally able to let the heart that had been hanging in my throat fall.

My wolf whined with relief beneath my skin. Fortunately, my mate was okay.

The terror of almost losing her in that inferno still gripped my soul. When I had seen those flames consuming her cottage, my entire world had nearly collapsed.

"Thank the Moon Goddess you're alive," I whispered against her hair. My voice was rough from smoke damage and raw emotion.

The warmth of her body against mine was the only thing keeping me grounded. After hours of uncertainty, holding her felt like breathing again.

My wolf settled slightly, but remained vigilant. The scent of smoke still clung to her, a reminder of how close we had come to losing everything.

"I thought I'd lost you forever," I murmured, tightening my grip. The burns on my arms screamed in protest, but I ignored the pain.

Nothing mattered except the fact that she was here, alive, in my arms. My mate was safe.

My sudden embrace caught Olivia off guard. Her emerald eyes instantly turned cold as she pushed against my chest with werewolf strength.

"Let me go," she demanded, her voice sharp as winter wind.

I refused, holding her tighter. I was desperate to feel her warmth after the terror of almost losing her in the fire.

there to save her and

protect my mate. Every fiber of my being rebelled

me hold you," I pleaded. "I almost lost

in my arms. Her body language

go, Ethan," she repeated, her

desperate plea, Olivia remained unmoved. I could see the memories flickering

had begged me to spend time with Lily. All those moments when I

Lily's dying moments filled her gaze. Our daughter's sadness and the realization

against my embrace. Her movements caused me pain

alarm, stepping forward to intervene. But

at Maxwell. This was between my mate and

grew more violent. Each movement sent fire through my injured skin,

to hold me," she hissed. "Not after everything you've

physical wound. But I couldn't let her go, not when I

(Olivia's POV)

by worry for Lucas

only wanted to know if he

hearing him calling my name through our growing connection. He had urged me hold on, saying he

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words and actions stood in stark contrast to Ethan's past neglect.

to break free

estranged mate's desperate

embrace.