Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 194

I struggled against Ethan’s iron grip, my voice breaking with desperation. “Let me go! She killed them both! She killed our daughter and your grandmother!”

“Take her to the east wing,” Ethan instructed Bernard, ignoring my pleas. “Keep her there until Dr. Bennett arrives to treat her leg.”

Bernard nodded solemnly, his aged face creased with concern. “Yes, Alpha King.”

I watched helplessly as Victoria was escorted safely away, disappearing down the corridor without a scratch while my blood dripped onto the floor.

The injustice of it all crashed over me in waves. Victoria had murdered twice and was walking away unscathed. Again.

I twisted in Ethan’s grip, no longer trying to escape but wanting to face him. “Ethan Stone, you’re worse than an animal! Victoria killed your own daughter and the grandmother who loved and protected you! And you just let her, a murderer, go free!”

(Ethan’s POV)

I maintained my hold on Olivia, though I loosened my grip enough to avoid hurting her. Her emerald eyes blazed with a mixture of hatred and despair that twisted something deep inside

1. me.

“You need to calm down,” I said, my voice deliberately steady. “You’re injured and not thinking clearly.”

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Olivia laughed bitterly. “Not thinking clearly? I’m the only one seeing clearly in this entire

pack!”

Blood continued to seep from the cuts on her leg, staining the polished floor. The metallic

scent of it filled my nostrils, triggering protective instincts I fought to suppress.

“You need medical attention,” I insisted, nodding to Bernard who approached with a first aid

kit.

“Don’t touch me,” Olivia hissed at the elderly butler, who stepped back respectfully.

I sighed, frustration and grief making my temples throb. My grandmother was dead, and

instead of being able to mourn her properly, I was dealing with Olivia’s violent outburst.

“This has gone too far,” I said, my voice hardening. “You’ve been making these accusations

against Victoria for months without proof.”

Olivia’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Without proof? Your grandmother believed me. She had

evidence!”

“What evidence?” I challenged. “All I’ve seen is you clinging to the words of a blackmailer on

his deathbed.”

Roland Warner’s confession about the kidney donor had been troubling, I couldn’t deny that.

But the man was a known criminal with gambling debts. His word alone wasn’t enough to

condemn Victoria.

“I’m saying that your unfounded accusations set this whole tragedy in motion,” I replied firmly. “My grandmother was elderly and had a heart condition. The stress of confronting Victoria likely triggered her attack.”

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I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Ethan was actually blaming me for Matriarch Evelyn’s death. The injustice of it burned through me like acid.