Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 409

(Ethan's POV)

The eighteen-hour surgery on my left leg finally concluded. The pack healers managed to save it, but at a tremendous cost to my werewolf healing abilities.

Dead tissue was removed. A significant portion of muscle was excised to prevent the silver poisoning from spreading further through my system.

My once powerful Alpha leg, capable of supporting my wolf form's incredible strength, was left scarred and weakened. I had chosen this conservative treatment knowing its slim chances of success and the intense pain it would entail.

Silver wounds heal much slower in werewolves. I preferred this agonizing path, however, to facing Olivia Winters as a disabled Alpha.

I felt unworthy of my Luna's love. Unable to protect the pack as I once could.

A month passed. Dr. Marcus Fletcher arrived to clean my wound.

As the moonstone-infused bandages were removed, the extent of the damage was revealed. The extensive muscle removal necessitated daily cleaning and disinfection to prevent infection.

The cleaning process was excruciating for an Alpha whose enhanced nervous system made me more sensitive to pain. I was left drenched in sweat, just as I had been in the weeks prior.

I endured it in silence. My lips tightly pressed together, my wolf whimpering deep within.

Despite the slow recovery, there was no infection threatening my werewolf constitution. After Dr. Fletcher left, Healer Sarah Mitchell helped me clean up and change my sweat-soaked Moonstone-Infused Recovery Garments.

The pain shot through my leg like liquid fire. I gripped the bed rails until my knuckles turned white.

"Alpha Stone, try to relax," Healer Mitchell said softly. Her hands trembled as she worked.

I said nothing. The agony was nothing compared to the emptiness in my chest. (Maxwell's POV)

I witnessed the toll the fire and its aftermath had taken on my Alpha. Since the fire, and after Evelyn Winters spoke with Ethan about Olivia's future with Lucas Blackwood, the light in his amber eyes had disappeared.

The Alpha King seemed lifeless. His wolf retreating deep within.

wolf was slowly dying without its mate, I suggested, "Alpha Stone, I will go to Luna Winters and tell her that you saved her and

loved Ethan deeply through their mate bond, would be moved by his sacrifice.

longed to see his estranged mate, I

without his true Luna slowly loses his strength

(Ethan's POV)

sharply rejected the idea with a cold glare. My Alpha authority flashed briefly in my amber

I should do as

to use my act of heroism to obligate Olivia to do anything against her will. Especially knowing she'd

only say this once, don't go to Olivia," I commanded. My Alpha voice carried final

subject. Instead, he handed

documents. I attended a video conference with

before my eyes. My injured

I forced myself to focus. The pack needed their Alpha, even

up in my hospital bed and reached for my tablet. I continued my daily ritual: checking

birthday celebration a month ago. Gwendolyn, a fashion icon among werewolf society,

Territory's elite she-wołyes. Olivia, focused solely on her

clenched at the name. Our little girl's memory lived on through

information networks. I relied on her

radiant in the photos. Her

silver streaks in her hair had faded slightly. She

I browsed

an entertainment headline popped

"Blackwood Pack Alpha Lucas Blackwood's Happy

Approaching - Engagement to

Former Silvercrest Luna Confirmed."

implied that Olivia and Lucas were planning their

a silver blade. My hand trembled, and the

excruciating. I gasped for air as my wolf howled in anguish