Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 131

The Wolf Bloodline DNA Report flew through the air, grazing my cheek before landing at my feet. A thin line of blood trickled down my chin, but I remained motionless.

My amber eyes stayed fixed on Olivia, her emerald gaze challenging me to deny the truth laid bare before the entire pack. The sacred space of the Stone Ancestral Hall had fallen completely silent.

My wolf, usually so quick to react, remained eerily still within me. The clinical words on the report were unmistakable: “Blood type incompatibility confirmed. Subject A cannot be the biological father of Subject B.”

Emma was not my daughter.

Olivia stood before me, her white dress making her look like an avenging spirit. I couldn’t tell if she was waiting for my anger at Victoria’s deception or my continued defense of the she–wolf who had manipulated me for years.

“Well?” Olivia’s voice cut through the silence. “Do you have nothing to say?”

I remained silent, the weight of seven years of deception pressing down on me like a physical

force.

Victoria clutched Emma to her side, her scent shifting rapidly between fear and calculation.

Her eyes darted between me and my father, searching for an ally.

My father’s growl broke the tense silence.

“You!” Elder Richard Stone pointed a trembling finger at Victoria. “You dared to present another

man’s offspring as a Stone?”

His wolf’s rage manifested in the low, threatening sound that reverberated through the

ancestral hall. The pack elders shifted uncomfortably, their own wolves responding to the

dominant Alpha’s anger.

“Elder Stone, please,” Victoria’s voice took on the pleading tone I’d heard so many times

before. “There must be some mistake with the test-”

“Silence!” My father roared, his partial shift causing his claws to extend. “You and that… that

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imposter will leave this sacred space immediately!”

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He strode forward and grabbed Emma roughly by the arm, pulling her away from Victoria. His claws dug into her small arm, drawing tiny beads of blood.