Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 160

To my astonishment, Ethan didn’t even look in my direction. His attention remained fixed on Olivia’s unconscious form cradled in his arms.

“Dr. Bennett,” he said, his voice tight with emotion, “check Victoria’s injuries. I’m taking Olivia

to the medical den.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Ethan! You can’t leave me like this! She tried to kill me!”

His amber eyes finally turned to me, filled with a complex mix of emotions I couldn’t fully decipher. “Dr. Bennett will take care of you. I need to make sure Olivia gets proper medical

attention.”

Without another word, he lifted Olivia into his arms and carried her toward the door.

Fury and jealousy surged through me. How dare he prioritize her over me? After everything I’d done to discredit her, after all my careful planning, he was still choosing her?

I pushed myself to my feet, intending to follow them, but Dr. Bennett placed a firm hand on my

shoulder.

“Ms. Frost,” he said, his voice carrying a note of warning, “the Alpha has given his instructions. Please sit down so I can examine your injuries.”

I glared at the elderly healer, tempted to push past him. But I knew that would only damage

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the innocent image I’d worked so hard to cultivate.

“Fine,” I said through gritted teeth, sinking back onto the sofa.

As Dr. Bennett cleaned and dressed my wounds, I forced myself to appear calm and

composed. Inside, however, my mind raced with new plans and strategies.

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This setback was temporary. Ethan might be concerned about Olivia now, but once he had

time to reflect on her violent behavior, he would see the truth–that she was unstable and

dangerous.

I would make sure of it.

(Ethan’s POV)

I carried Olivia’s unconscious form into the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, my heart pounding

with a mixture of concern and confusion. The weight of her in my arms felt both familiar and

strange–a reminder of what we once were to each other.

“I need a private room,” I commanded the startled staff. “And get Dr. Marcus Fletcher here

immediately.”

A beta nurse hurried ahead of me, opening the door to one of the private suites reserved for

pack leadership. I laid Olivia gently on the bed, my eyes drawn to the deep cut across her palm

where the knife had sliced her during our struggle.

Dr. Fletcher arrived moments later, his expression carefully neutral as he took in the scene.

“Alpha King,” he greeted me with a respectful nod. “What happened?”

“She’s been sedated,” I explained, not wanting to go into details. “I need you to check her

thoroughly for any injuries. Particularly her hand.”

As the doctor examined Olivia, I paced the room, my thoughts in turmoil. The look in her eyes

before she lost consciousness haunted me–pure hatred mixed with a profound sense of

betrayal.