Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21: A Challenge to the Alpha’s Claim

Chapter 21: A Challenge to the Alpha’s Claim

(Olivia’s POV)

I gathered my remaining strength and kicked Ethan hard in the shin. He grunted in pain, mentarily losing his balance

Taking advantage of his surprise, I shoved him with all my might. He fell backward onto the toilet seat, his amber eyes widening with shock.

Before he could recover, I wrenched the stall door open and fled. My heart hammered against

my ribs as I rushed out of the restroom.

Behind me, I heard Ethan’s growl of frustration. I didn’t dare look back, knowing he would

follow soon enough

My fingers trembled as I smoothed down my disheveled clothing. My lips fell swollen from his

brutal kiss, a physical reminder of his possessiveness.

As I hurried through the corridor, I didn’t notice Victoria lurking in a shadowed corner. Her eyes narrowed as she watched me pass, taking in my flushed face and rumpled appearance,

I returned to our table where Lucas waited patiently. His gray eyes flickered to my swollen lips,

then politely away

“I apologize for the delay” I said, sliding back into my seat. My voice sounded strained even to

my own ears

Lucas nodded graciously. “No problem at all. I took the liberty of ordering our main course,”

The waiter arrived with our venison, perfectly timed. I picked up my fork, grateful for the

distraction.

“About the crystal design,” Lucas continued smoothly, allowing me to regain my composure, “I’m particularly interested in how you achieved stability with the moonstone configuration.”

I explained the technical aspects of my design, speaking quickly between bites. The normalcy of business discussion helped calm my racing pulse.

*Fascinating approach,” Lucas commented. “Few healers would think to arrange the crystals

in that pattern.”

As we finished our meal, I noticed Lucas checking his watch. “Shall we go? I have an early

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meeting tomorrow.”

Relief washed over me. I wanted nothing more than to escape this restaurant before Ethan

reappeared.

We stood to leave, Lucas signaling for the check. That’s when I felt it–a shift in the

atmosphere, a prickling sensation across my skin.

Ethan materialized beside our table, his commanding presence filling the entire restaurant. His amber eyes burned with cold fury.

Without warning, his hand clamped around my upper arm. “She’s my wife,” he growled at

Lucas, his territorial claim unmistakable.

Lucas’s eyebrows rose slightly, but he made no immediate move to interfere. Ethan didn’t wait

for a response.

He pulled me away from the table, his grip painfully tight. I stumbled alongside him, too shocked to resist initially.

“Ethan, stop!” I hissed, aware of the curious stares from other diners. “You’re making a scene!”

He ignored me completely, dragging me toward the exit. His fingers dug into my flesh, certain

to leave bruises.

Finally, I dug in my heels. “Let me go, Ethan!” I demanded, my emerald eyes flashing with

defiance.

Instead of loosening his grip, he tightened it until I winced in pain. His face remained

impassive, as though my discomfort meant nothing to him.

“How pathetic,” I spat, fury replacing my fear. “Displaying such possessiveness towards a wife

you’ve all but abandoned. What would your precious Victoria think?”

His jaw tightened at my taunt, but he continued pulling me through the restaurant. I fought

against his iron grip, my petite frame giving me little advantage.

Behind us, Victoria’s voice called out, deliberately soft and vulnerable. “Ethan, please!”

He paid her no attention, his focus entirely on restraining me. I could see the frustration.