Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 200

The heartbreaking plea from beyond the grave seemed to penetrate where nothing else had. Olivia’s body suddenly tensed, her fingers twitching in my hand.

Her eyes flew open, emerald green and filled with desperate longing. “Lily!” she cried, reaching toward the tablet as if to grasp her daughter’s image.

I quickly took her hand. “She’s with you, Olivia. She’s always with you,” I assured her, squeezing

her fingers gently.

(Olivia’s POV)

Darkness had been my refuge. In that peaceful void, there was no pain, no grief, no betrayal-

just blessed nothingness.

Then I heard her voice–my sweet Lily–cutting through the darkness like a beam of light.

“Mommy, please don’t be sad anymore. Lily loves you the most!”

The words pulled me back to consciousness against my will. My eyes opened to a world I had tried to leave behind, the pain rushing back with brutal force.

“Lily!” I cried out, reaching desperately toward her voice.

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A warm hand caught mine, strong fingers wrapping around my own. Not Lily’s tiny hand, but

someone else’s–someone unexpected.

Lucas Blackwood sat beside my bed, his powerful frame seeming too large for the hospital chair. His gray eyes, usually so intimidating, now held genuine concern.

“She’s with you, Olivia,” he said softly. “She’s always with you.”

I blinked, trying to make sense of his presence. “Why are you here?” My voice was hoarse, my

throat raw from river water.

“I pulled you from the river,” he explained simply. “I’ve been here since they brought you in.”

Memories flooded back–Matriarch Evelyn’s funeral, the bridge, the cold embrace of

Silvermoon River. I had wanted to die, to join Lily in whatever came after this life.

“I couldn’t save her,” I whispered brokenly, tears filling my eyes. “I couldn’t protect her from

Victoria… I couldn’t avenge her death.”

My fingers clutched at Lucas’s hand with surprising strength. “I’m her mother, but I failed her

completely.”

Lucas’s gray eyes held mine steadily, his powerful presence a strange comfort rather than a

threat.

“Then fight for her now,” he urged, his voice low and intense. “Giving up would be the greater

betrayal, Olivia. Your daughter loved you enough to want you to live, even knowing she couldn’t

stay. Find the strength in being Lily’s mother to seek justice for her.”

He squeezed my hand gently. “I will help you,” he promised. “You don’t have to face this alone.”

His words penetrated the fog of grief that had surrounded me for so long. Could I find the

strength to continue? To fight for Lily’s memory when everything seemed hopeless?

“Why would you help me?” I asked, searching his face for ulterior motives. “We barely know

each other.”

Lucas was silent for a moment, his expression thoughtful. “Because no one should have to

face such pain alone,” he finally said. “And because I admire your strength, even when you

don’t see it in yourself.”

I studied his face, looking for deceit but finding only sincerity in his gray eyes.

“Thank you,” I whispered, allowing myself, for the first time since Lily’s death, to accept

comfort from another.

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Lucas maintained his gentle hold on my hand, his thumb tracing soothing patterns across my skin.

“I should be honest with you, Olivia,” he said after a moment of comfortable silence. “My claim about needing a fake girlfriend for business reasons was a lie.”

His admission drew my full attention.

“I’ve been drawn to you since I first saw you at the Crystal Design Competition. Your strength, your dignity despite everything you’ve endured…” He paused, seeming almost vulnerable despite his confident demeanor. “I care for you, Olivia Winters. More than I should, given our circumstances.”

My eyes widened in shock. This powerful Alpha, leader of the Moonstone Pack, cared for me? After everything I’d been through, after my failed attempt to end my life, he still saw something in me worth caring about?

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“How?” I demanded, my wolf stirring with growing rage. “How could this happen?”

“Victoria approached Nathan Blackwood,” Maxwell replied. “She convinced him that Emma’s

need was more urgent than Lily’s. He used his influence to have the donor redirected.”

The room seemed to spin around me. Nathan Blackwood–my trusted ally, my friend–had

helped Victoria steal my daughter’s chance at life?

“And I…” I couldn’t finish the sentence.

“You signed the authorization, sir,” Maxwell confirmed quietly. “Victoria presented it as routine

paperwork for Emma’s treatment. The document was deliberately vague about the source of

the donor organ.”

The realization that I had unknowingly played a role in my own daughter’s death by securing

preferential treatment for Victoria’s daughter hit me with devastating force.

Blood rose in my throat, and I collapsed to my knees, coughing crimson onto the polished

floor as the full weight of my betrayal crashed down.

“Sir? Sir, are you alright?” Maxwell’s voice called from the phone I’d dropped.

I couldn’t answer. The truth was too horrific to bear. While I had been doting on Emma,

attending her school events and celebrating her achievements, my own daughter had been dying, waiting for a kidney that Victoria had stolen for her child.

And I had signed the papers that sealed Lily’s fate.

Blood continued to spill from my mouth as my wolf howled in anguish within me, the physical

manifestation of my soul being torn apart by guilt and grief.

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“Sir, I’m sending medical help,” Maxwell’s voice said distantly.

But no healer could fix what was broken inside me. No medicine could wash away the blood

of my daughter from my hands.

Blood rose in my throat, and I collapsed to my knees, coughing crimson onto the polished

floor as the full weight of my betrayal crashed down.