Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 85

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(Olivia's POV)

| stepped out of Matriarch Evelyn's villa, inhaling the crisp morning air. The weight of the conversation about

potential suitors still hung heavily on my mind. | had promised to consider them, but my heart wasn't in it.

A sleek black Maybach waited at the bottom of the steps, its engine purring softly. The driver-one of the pack's

most trusted-stood beside it, opening the door as | approached

"Matriarch Evelyn arranged for your transportation to Canis Enterprises, Luna," he explained with a respectful

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bow.

| nodded my thanks and slid into the luxurious interior. As my eyes adjusted to the dimmer light inside, my heart

stuttered. Ethan sat on the opposite seat, an unlit cigarette dangling between his fingers, his amber eyes fixed

onwith an intensity that made my skin prickle.

"What are you doing here?" | demanded, immediately reaching for the door handle.

Before | could escape, Ethan's hand shot out, his fingers encircling my wrist in an iron grip. He pulledback

inside with surprising strength.

"Drive," he commanded the pack driver, his voice leaving no room for argument.

The driver hesitated, clearly uncomfortable with my obvious reluctance, but Ethan's Alpha authority won out.

The door closed with a soft thud, sealingin with my estranged mate.

As the Maybach pulled away from the curb, | tumbled forward from the sudden movement. Ethan caught me

against his chest, his arms wrapping aroundin a familiar embrace that felt both foreign and dangerous.

"Let go of me," | hissed, struggling against his hold.

His grip tightened, his face inches from mine. "Why did you agree to meet with the Alpha from Twin Bridges

Territory?"

The jealousy in his voice was unmistakable. | pushed against his chest, creating a small space between us.

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"What right do you have to question who | meet?" | challenged, my voice trembling with indignation.

His eyes flashed dangerously. "You are my mate, Olivia. My Luna. | forbid you from seeing other men."

A bitter laugh escaped me. "Forbid me? That's rich coming from you. Where were you last night, Ethan? With

Victoria, | presume?"

His jaw tightened. "That's different.”

"How is it different?" | demanded, my voice rising. "You spend every night with her, parade her around at pack

functions, treat her daughter like your own, and I'm supposed to just accept it?"

"You are my Luna,” he repeated, as if that explained everything. "Not her."