Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 152

venom, such hatred.

“If it weren’t for you, Ethan wouldn’t have been forced to marry that omega b***h,” she

continued, pacing before the tombstone. “He would have been mine years ago.”

My hands clenched into fists, nails digging painfully into my palms. How dare she? How dare

she come to my daughter’s grave and spew such poison?

“And now he’s obsessed with finding you,” Victoria spat. “He rejected me tonight because of

you!”

She kicked at the ground in frustration, her foot connecting with the white flowers I’d left during my last visit. The delicate blooms scattered across the grass, petals crushed beneath

her heel.

“You little mongrel, born of that omega b***h!” Victoria’s voice rose, echoing through the quiet cemetery. “Even in death, you’re still causing me trouble! If you don’t give me peace, I won’t let your spirit rest either!”

To my horror, Victoria pulled out a small bottle filled with dark liquid. My heart pounded with the premonition of something terrible.

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“You’re to blame for being born to that b***h Olivia Winters,” Victoria continued, unscrewing the cap. “Next life…oh, I forgot, you don’t have another life! Hahahahaha!”

Her laughter echoed through the cemetery, cruel and mocking. She tilted the bottle, preparing to pour its contents onto Lily’s grave.

Something inside me snapped.

“Victoria Frost, stop!” I screamed, lunging from my hiding place.

I didn’t think, didn’t plan–I simply acted. My body slammed into hers with all the force of my

maternal rage. The impact knocked Victoria to the ground, the bottle flying from her hand and

spilling its dark contents over her expensive clothes.

“What the “Victoria shrieked, scrambling to wipe the liquid from her blouse. “You crazy

b***h! Do you know how much this outfit cost?”

I didn’t care about her clothes. I didn’t care about anything except protecting my daughter’s

final resting place from this woman’s malice.

“How dare you!” I snarled, kicking her hard in the side. “How dare you come to my daughter’s

grave!”

Victoria tried to rise, but I kicked her again, forcing her to her knees before Lily’s tombstone.

“Apologize!” I demanded, my voice barely recognizable even to my own ears. “Apologize to my

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My open palm connected with her cheek in a resounding slap. The force of it snapped her head to the side, leaving a bright red mark on her pale skin.

She staggered back, stunned by the blow. Before she could recover, I slapped her again. And

again. And again.

Each slap was for a moment my daughter had suffered. Each slap was for a time Victoria had smiled smugly while Lily cried. Each slap was for the kidney donor that had mysteriously been

redirected from my dying child to Emma.

Victoria’s legs gave out, and she collapsed to her knees again, dazed and disoriented from the barrage of blows.

My emerald eyes burned with a primal rage I had never experienced before. I saw red, consumed by the sheer malice of Victoria’s actions against my deceased daughter.

This woman had contributed to Lily’s suffering in life. She had manipulated Ethan, turned him against his own daughter. And now she dared to desecrate Lily’s grave, to curse her spirit?

No. I would not allow it.

I grabbed Victoria by the shoulders and pushed her backward, forcing her head against Lily’s

tombstone.

“Bang!”

The sound resonated through the night, a stark expression of a mother’s fury and unwavering