Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Claws and Consequences

Chapter 12: Claws and Consequences

(Olivia’s POV)

I stumbled backward as Ethan released me, my heart pounding against my ribs. James was still on the floor, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. I rushed forward, placing myself

between the two men.

“Move,” Ethan ordered, his voice dropping to that dangerous Alpha tone.

I stood my ground, emerald eyes flashing with determination. “No. This ends now.”

Ethan’s amber eyes turned icy cold. The muscle in his jaw twitched as he clenched his teeth.

“I said move, Olivia.” His voice was barely above a whisper, but the threat was clear.

“And I said no.” I planted my feet firmly, refusing to budge.

My protectiveness toward James seemed to enrage Ethan further. His nostrils flared as he

inhaled sharply, his powerful hands clenching into fists.

Without warning, he yanked me aside with his Alpha strength. I gasped as his fingers dug into

my arm, certain they would leave bruises.

As Ethan turned toward James, a sudden gust of wind slammed the door to Lily’s sanctuary

shut. The sound echoed through the room like a gunshot, but Ethan didn’t seem to notice.

He advanced on James, who rose to his feet, hazel eyes defiant despite his injuries. I lost my

balance from Ethan’s forceful shove and fell hard to the ground.

“Liv!” James called out, moving to help me.

Ethan intercepted him with frightening speed, delivering a sharp kick to his shin. James

dropped to one knee, wincing in pain.

“You think you can touch what’s mine?” Ethan growled, twisting James’s arm behind his back

at an unnatural angle.

James’s face contorted in agony, but he refused to cry out.

“I should remind you of your place,” Ethan continued, applying more pressure. “One more twist

and your arm breaks.”

“Stop it!” I scrambled to my feet, panic rising in my chest. “Ethan, please!”

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Ethan’s grip tightened, causing James to finally let out a pained gasp.

“He needs his hands for work,” I pleaded desperately. “His motorcycle repair business is all he

has!

Ethan’s lip curled into a sneer. “What about Victoria’s hands? Her healing crystal designs?”

The accusation hung in the air between us. He truly believed I had intentionally scalded

Victoria.

“Fine,” I said, my voice hollow with resignation. “I’ll apologize to her. Just let him go.”

James’s head snapped up, his hazel eyes wide with disbelief. “Liv, no! You didn’t do anything

wrong!”

“Shut up, James,” I said quietly, my eyes conveying what I couldn’t say aloud.

We’d survived the orphanage together. We knew when to fight and when to yield. This was a

moment to yield.

“Listen to her, Knight,” Ethan said, slowly releasing James’s arm. “She knows I’m right.”

James rubbed his shoulder, his eyes never leaving mine. The unspoken communication between us–forged through years of shared trauma and survival–was something Ethan could

never understand.

“This isn’t over,” James muttered, but he stayed down.

An hour later, I sat silently in Ethan’s luxury SUV, staring out the window. The tension between

us was suffocating.

“You’re to stay away from Knight,” Ethan said, breaking the silence. “That man is dangerous.”

I almost laughed at the irony. James had never hurt me. Not once in all the years I’d known.

him.

“We’re just friends,” I said quietly. “We survived the orphanage together.”

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“How is she?” Ethan asked, his voice softening in a way it never did for me.