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.noveldrama

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.

He recalled Ethan's murderous demeanor earlier that day when he'd discovered

the truth about Lily's death, his Alpha's wolf barely contained beneath his skin.

My wheelchair crashed into a flower bed, and I fell to the ground, coughing and

utterly humiliated. The expensive leather seat cushions were now stained with dirt

and my own saliva.

Maxwell ordered the pack security guards to drag me away. "Remove this filth

from Alpha Stone's sight immediately."

With Ethan's clear disdain, the guards treated me roughly, dragging me like a

rogue wolf, hoping to please their Alpha. Their claws dug into my arms as they

hauled me across the concrete.

Emma Frost, banished from pack activities, witnessed Ethan strangling me from

afar, her cries unheard and unheeded as her wolf cowered in fear. She had been

watching from behind a pillar, too terrified to intervene.

I was dragged to where Emma stood, my expensive shoes lost, designer socks

torn, and manicured nails broken. The pain was excruciating, my wolf howling

internally from the rough treatment.

The guards dumped me and my wheelchair beside Emma, warning us to stay

away from Silvercrest Pack territory. "If either of you steps foot on pack lands

again without Alpha Stone's permission, we won't be so gentle," one guard

growled, his eyes flashing with werewolf warning.

Emma rushed to my side, tending to my injuries with tears streaming down her

young face. "Mommy, are you okay? You're bleeding!"

Ignoring her daughter's concern, I slapped Emma, berating her for being useless.

"You couldn't even warn me in time!"

Despite my anger, I realized Emma's usefulness in my current helpless state and

decided against further abuse. I coldly demanded to be helped back into my

wheelchair.

Emma's small wolf whimpered but obeyed, still loyal despite the mistreatment.

(Ethan's POV)

Back in my Alpha Vehicle, I struggled

to contain my rage. My wolf paced

restlessly beneath my skin, wanting

to inflict unimaginable pain on

Victoria without killing her, making

her suffer for her crimes against my

daughter and mate.

The leather steering wheel creaked under my grip as I fought for control. Maxwell

sat silently beside me, knowing better than to speak when my wolf was this

agitated.

I thought of getting evidence from Connor Blackthorn to bring Victoria to pack

justice through proper channels rather than vigilante violence. Legal retribution

would be more satisfying than a quick death.

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

of Victoria's involvement in James Knight's murder, I questioned Connor's sudden

retraction. Something had changed his mind about cooperating.

I recalled seeing Connor with Victoria at the Moonlight Manor and Connor's

protectiveness towards Emma. The way he had shielded the young girl from harm

was telling.

I realized that Emma was Connor's weakness, the key to making the imprisoned

wolf cooperate. His paternal instincts toward her could be leveraged.

Arriving at the Northern Territory Detention Facility, I learned that Connor refused

to see anyone. The guard informed me he had been completely uncooperative

since his arrest.

I asked to speak to Connor through the intercom, threatening to make Emma's life

miserable if he didn't cooperate. "Connor Blackthorn, if you don't see me, I'll

ensure Emma suffers for your stubbornness."

Connor's agitated response, his wolf's distress evident even through the electronic

system, confirmed my suspicions about his attachment to the young girl. "You

bastard! Leave her alone!"

Connor was brought to meet with me. Maxwell stayed with the facility guard to

monitor the conversation.

I offered to temporarily care for

Emma until Connor's release in

exchange for the evidence against

Victoria I'll ensure the pup is

well-treated and protected within the

pack I promised, my Alpha voice

carrying the weight of an

unbreakable vow.

(Third person's POV)

Meanwhile, Victoria and Emma were in a taxi near the detention facility. Victoria

realized that Olivia had revealed her secrets to Ethan, including her role in Lily's

death and her malicious actions towards the true Luna.

Fearing Ethan's retribution, she rushed to the facility to silence Connor before

Ethan could reach him. Her wolf, though weakened from the earlier confrontation,

was driven by desperation.

"Driver, hurry!" she commanded, her voice hoarse from Ethan's assault.

Inside the detention facility, Ethan

assured Connor that he would honor

his promise to care for Emma,

emphasizing that it was a minor

matter for an Alpha of his standing.

"The pup will want for nothing while

in my care," he stated firmly, his

wolf's scent conveying sincerity

despite their adversarial history.

Connor studied Ethan's face, searching for deception. The Alpha's amber eyes

held steady, showing no signs of falsehood.

Connor, torn between trusting Ethan and protecting Emma, requested a day to

consider the offer. "I need time to think about this arrangement."

Ethan and Maxwell left the facility, with Maxwell optimistic about obtaining the

evidence and bringing Victoria to pack justice, believing it would pave the way for

Ethan's reconciliation with Olivia.

As they walked to the car, Ethan received a call from Maxwell, informing him that

Evelyn Winters was being discharged from the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den

early.

Ethan asked, "Have the arrangements for the purchase of moonlight herbs been

made?"

"I will be right over," he promised, his thoughts turning to Olivia and her mother's

recovery.