Alpha King’s Lost Luna by Aubrey Pepper

Chapter 44 Grievance

CA SSANDRA

As Adalyn continued to glare daggers in my direction, I turned to look at

Finnick.

“Did you lay a hand on Prince Marco?” I asked as evenly as I could possibly manage. Finnick took a moment and then shook his head.

“I didn’t do anything,” he said quietly, but his expression told a different story. Finnick tended to glance down at the ground when he was lying, and he’d done just that a moment ago. So, I took a breath and repeated myself.

“Finnick, this is serious,” I said in a much sterner tone. “I want the truth. Did you lay a hand on Prince Marco?”

Finnick took a moment of pause, and then he nodded.

“Sort of,” he admitted. “But it was just a light push, Mommy. And Marco hit me

first-”

“Prince Marco,” Adalyn corrected him through bared teeth, and then she rushed over to us. She seemed as if she were going to sn atch my son away, but held firm. and lifted him up before she could do anything.

I glared at Asher’s wife as she stopped in front of us. No one, royal or not, was going to lay a single finger on my son.

“I’ll take my son and leave-” I started to say, but as I turned to move, Adalyn’s hand clamped down on my shoulder.

“I’ll tell the Alpha King,” she spat. Her nails dug into my skin, but the pain didn’t matter. I was in protective mode and my only concern was my son.

“Tell him whatever you like,” I retorted, and I yanked my shoulder away with

impressive force. “But I’ll be taking my son away now.”

Prince Marco began to wail.

“My father is going to punish you!” he cried, and he pointed his finger at Finnick. “You’re going to be in trouble!”

Finnick opened his mouth to speak, but I shushed him immediately. I didn’t wait for Adalyn to dismiss me. I simply turned and rushed right out of the room and into the busy hallway. I walked as quickly as I could with Finnick in my arms, and I held him tightly against me.

“Mommy,” Finnick whimpered as I sped toward our chamber. “Mommy, I’m

sorry-”

push Marco?” I asked him sternly.

Finnick insisted, but I wasn’t having it. I set him down on the ground

never an excuse for physical violence,” I chastised him. “Now,

to sniffle. It was soft at first, and then it grew a

I prompted

down his cheeks, my heart began to ache. Finnick hardly

the whites of his eyes turned slightly red. “He laughed at me, Mommy,

what Erika had said to me last night. Even if I’d known, I’d never have expected him to repeat

“You

I hardly ever raised my voice, but my son needed to know he was in

and suddenly

hate you, Mommy!” he exclaimed, and before I could

off down the hall toward our

after him, but it was no use. Tears welled

was toxic.

myself for the stern hands of guards, but when I turned, it was

I shook my head she sighed. “Shhh… don’t cry. Finnick didn’t mean it.

that to me,” I

“He’s not that kind of boy. I must tell you, Ca ssandra.. This is all my fault.

war path and would likely seek revenge on anyone involved in the

I wiped my cheeks. “Thank you for getting me. I appreciate it. I’ll handle Finnick from

offered me a small, apologetic smile. “Thank you,

maid turned and walked down the hall. Once she was gone, I continued toward

in bed with his head buried in his blanket. I quietly closed the door behind me and then

called out softly. “Finnick, I’m sorry.”

his head up slowly. I took a seat

for

overheard us last night?” I asked. “And why would. you repeat our words

always saying bad things about you, Mommy. I… just

I know you meant well, but you can’t say things like

keep things from me, Mommy.”

was right. I was so full of

I apologized. “I’m sorry, baby.”

should probably say that to

the opportunity presents itself, you should,” I agreed. “For right now, everyone needs

he didn’t like me?” Finnick wondered, and