Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 173

Blood flowed from the gash on his temple, pooling beneath his head as he lay unconscious on my doorstep. His powerful frame looked suddenly vulnerable, his face pale against the crimson spreading around him.

“He deserves to die! It would be better if he were dead!” The thought flashed through my mind with startling clarity.

The scene before me mirrored another–Lily collapsed at Moonlight Fair, blood trickling from her mouth as her small body gave out. I remembered the devastation that had torn through me then, the desperate need to save her.

But now, looking at Ethan, I felt nothing. A chilling indifference had settled over me, numbing me to his suffering.

I took a step back into my cottage, my fingers tightening around Lily’s urn. The pendant containing some of her ashes hung heavy around my neck, returned to me by the very man

now bleeding on my doorstep.

Without a word, I closed the door, shutting out the sight of Ethan’s unconscious form. I turned

off the porch light, plunging the entrance into darkness.

Let Maxwell find him. Let someone else care. I had given all the care I had to give, and Ethan

had thrown it away–just as he had thrown away our daughter.

(Maxwell’s POV)

I waited by the car, my gaze fixed on the window of Olivia Winters‘ cottage. The Alpha had

been inside for nearly twenty minutes now, far longer than I’d anticipated.

When the porch light went off, I assumed he’d left through another exit. But as minutes ticked

by with no sign of my boss, an uneasy feeling settled in my stomach.

Something was wrong. My instincts as Ethan Stone’s trusted special assistant rarely failed

1. me.