Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

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Chapter 71: Shattered Bonds

(Olivia's POV)

"b***h! You're looking for a beating, aren't you?!" The man's voice cut through the darkness like a knife.

His large hands clamped down on my arm like iron pincers. The pressure was excruciating, but | refused to let

go.

“You stupid b***h,” he growled, frustration evident in his voice. "It's just a necklace!"

But it wasn't just a necklace. It was Lily. My beautiful, sweet Lily who had died too young, whose ashes | carried

close to my heart because | couldn't bear to be separated from her.

The man's grip tightened, his fingers digging painfully into my flesh. I bit my lip to keep from crying out, tasting

blood.

When I still wouldn't release the pendant, he resorted to kicking me. His boot connected with my ribs, sending

waves of agony through my body.

"Stop," | gasped, curling tighter around the pendant. "Please..."

He ignored my pleas, delivering another brutal kick to my side. | felt something c***k inside me, but still, | held

on.

Each impact forced a cry from my lips, the sound echoing in the empty wilderness. There was no one to hear me.

No one to help.

Ethan had abandonedhere, rushing to Victoria's side without a second thought.

As the pain intensified, my thoughts drifted back to the day Lily died. Her small, pale face. The way her hand had

felt in mine, so fragile, so cold. The beeping of the machines slowing, then stopping altogether.

"Lily, don't be afraid," | murmured through bloodied lips. "Mommy will protect you this time."

| had failed to protect her in life. | couldn't save her from the kidney failure that took her from me. But | would

protect her now, even if it costmy life.

Another kick landed on my back, sending shockwaves of pain down my spine. My vision blurred, darkness

creeping in at the edges.

"Just... give... me... the... damn... necklace!" Each word was punctuated by another blow.

My strength was fading. My fingers, slick with blood, were losing their grip on the pendant. I tried to hold on, but

my body was betraying me.

With a final, triumphant yank, the man tore Lily's pendant from my grasp.

"No!" | screamed, the sound tearing from my throat. "Please! That's my daughter!"

His response was swift and cruel. He kicked my hand away, his boot connecting

with my fingers. | heard the c***k of bone before | felt the pain.

"Crazy b***h," he muttered, pocketing the pendant. "It's just a necklace."

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| watched helplessly as he mounted his motorcycle, the engine roaring to life. The sound faded as he sped away

into the darkness, taking Lily with him.

Tears streamed down my face, mixing with the blood and dirt. "Lily..." | whispered, reaching out with a broken

hand toward the empty darkness.

Then, mercifully, consciousness slipped away.

(Maxwell's POV)

| arrived at the coordinates Alpha Ethan had given me, scanning the clearing in Desolate Hollow with growing

concern. There was no sign of Luna Olivia.

"Luna Winters?" | called out, my voice echoing in the empty space. Only silence answered me.

| pulled out my phone and dialed Alpha Ethan's number. The call went straight to voicemail-unusual for the

Alpha, who always answered calls from his personal assistant, especially regarding his mate.

| tried again with the sresult. Something was wrong.

Alpha Ethan must be with Victoria Frost at Rosewood Haven, | reasoned. The situation with Luna Olivia was

clearly more urgent than | had been led to believe.

| was about to call for backup when the sound of an approaching vehicle caught my attention. A sleek black car

pulled up beside mine, and Lucas Blackwood stepped out.

Even in the dim light, his imposing figure commanded attention. His gray eyes were cold as they fixed on me.

"Where is she?" he demanded, his voice carrying the authority of an Alpha, though he had no right to use that

tone with me.

| straightened my posture. "I don't know, sir. Alpha Ethan sentto collect Luna Olivia, but she's not here."

Lucas Blackwood's expression darkened. "When did you last hear from Ethan?"

"About an hour ago," | replied. "He said he had to attend to an emergency with Miss Frost and askedto

ensure Luna Olivia returned safely."

A muscle twitched in Blackwood's jaw. "An emergency with Victoria Frost," he repeated, his tone making it clear

what he thought of that.

He surveyed the clearing, his eyes narrowing as he took in the disturbed earth and broken branches. "Something

happened here," he said, more to himself than to me.

Without another word, he pulled out his phone and made a call. "I need the helicopter at these coordinates

immediately," he ordered. "And bring a medical team."

My stomach dropped. "Medical team?"

Lucas Blackwood's gray eyes met mine, cold and accusing. "Your Alpha left his mate alone in werewolf territory

known for rogue activity. If she's hurt, the blood is on his hands."

| wanted to defend Alpha Ethan, but the words died in my throat. Because deep down, | feared Blackwood was

right.

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The helicopter arrived within minutes, its powerful searchlight cutting through the darkness. From the air, we

scanned the surrounding area, looking for any sign of Olivia.

"There!" | pointed to a small figure lying motionless on the ground about half a mile from the clearing.

My heart raced as the helicopter descended. Before it had fully landed, | was already jumping out, running

toward the still form.

Olivia lay crumpled on the ground, her chestnut hair splayed across the dirt. Even in the harsh light of the

helicopter, | could see the blood staining her clothes.

"Olivia," | called, kneeling beside her. She didn't respond.

Gently, | turned her over, my breath catching at the sight of her battered face. Bruises were already forming, her

lip was split, and dried blood caked her nose and mouth.

A surge of protective rage swept through me. Who had done this to her? And where the hell was her mate when

she needed him?

| removed my black overcoat and carefully wrapped it around her small frame.

She seemed even more fragile now, broken and vulnerable in that made my chest ache.

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