Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 219

The Presidential Suite was luxurious beyond anything I’d experienced in years. Plush carpets,

elegant furniture, a bathroom larger than my entire cottage kitchen.

I ran my fingers along the marble countertop, feeling strangely detached from my

surroundings. The day with Lucas had been… nice. For brief moments, I’d forgotten the

crushing weight of grief that had become my constant companion.

But now, alone in this opulent suite, reality crashed back in. Lily was still gone. My life was

still shattered. And no amount of go–kart racing or luxury accommodations could change that.

I filled the enormous bathtub with hot water, adding the lavender bath salts provided by the

hotel. My muscles ached from the day’s activities, unaccustomed to so much movement after

months of grief–induced lethargy.

As I was about to undress, my phone rang with a video call from an unknown number. I

almost ignored it, but something–intuition perhaps–made me answer.

The screen remained black for several seconds. Then a voice spoke, distorted and

unrecognizable.

“Hello, Olivia. Missing something?”

The camera shifted, revealing a familiar object that made my blood freeze in my veins. The Moonwood Ceremonial Urn containing Lily’s ashes.

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“No,” I whispered, horror washing over me. “How did you-”

“Doesn’t matter,” the voice cut in. “What matters is what happens next.”

The camera panned to show Sacred Moonlight Cemetery, the moonlight casting eerie

shadows across the gravestones.

“If you want to see this urn again, come to your daughter’s grave. Alone. Now.”

“Who are you?” I demanded, my voice shaking with fury and fear. “What do you want?”

“Justice,” the voice replied simply. “You have thirty minutes.”

The call ended abruptly, leaving me staring at a blank screen.

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Without hesitation, I grabbed my coat and purse. I didn’t bother changing out of my casual

clothes or even putting on proper shoes. Nothing mattered except getting to Lily’s ashes.

I slipped out of the suite, taking the service elevator to avoid being seen by Lucas or hotel

security. My hands trembled as I hailed a taxi outside, giving the driver directions to Sacred

Moonlight Cemetery.

The ride felt interminable, each second stretching into eternity as I imagined what might be

happening to Lily’s remains. Those ashes were all I had left of my daughter. The thought of

losing them was unbearable.

Victoria’s hand moved to the urn, her fingers brushing its surface. “Not so fast. One wrong move and little Lily goes flying.”