Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242

As he worshipped my body with his touch, I closed my eyes and imagined Ethan in his place. Soon, I promised myself. Soon.

(Olivia’s POV)

The surveillance photos from Hunter Morgan arrived at midnight, showing Connor Blackthorn slipping into Rosewood Haven. I studied them carefully, noting the security code he entered and the way Victoria greeted him at the door–definitely not as a

stranger.

I dialed Lucas’s number, knowing he would still be awake.

“Liv?” His deep voice answered immediately. “Is everything alright?”

“Connor Blackthorn was just released from prison,” I explained, flipping through the photos. “And he went straight to

Victoria’s.

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Lucas was silent for a moment. “The same Connor who tried to kill you by tampering with your car brakes?”

“The very same,” I confirmed. “But there’s something else. Look at the way he’s watching Emma in these other surveillance

photos.”

I sent the images through our secure messaging app. They showed Connor observing Emma from a distance at her training den, his expression unmistakably paternal.

“You think he’s Emma’s father,” Lucas stated rather than asked.

“It would explain a lot,” I replied, my mind racing with possibilities. “Victoria’s mysterious pregnancy, her sudden return to Shadow Creek five years ago, her desperation to secure Ethan as a replacement father figure.”

Lucas’s voice grew thoughtful. “If we can prove this connection, it would undermine her entire position with Ethan.”

“Exactly,” I said, hope flickering for the first time in months. “And if Connor truly loves his daughter, he might reveal how

Victoria has been mistreating Emma.”

After ending the call, I fell into a restless sleep, my dreams filled with possibilities for justice–not just for me and Lily, but for

Emma too.

I woke the next morning to find myself in Ethan’s arms, his warm body curved protectively around mine. For a disorienting

moment, it felt like the past–before Lily’s illness, before Victoria’s return, before everything fell apart.

Reality crashed back quickly. I extracted myself from his embrace, creating as much distance as possible between us.

Ethan’s amber eyes opened, watching me with an unreadable expression. “Make me breakfast,” he said, his tone somewhere

between a request and a command.

I stiffened, hating how easily he slipped back into our old dynamic. “I’m not your servant.”

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“No,” he agreed, stretching his powerful body like the predator he was. “You’re my mate. And I miss your cooking.”

The casual reminder of our bond made my wolf bristle with anger. Still, I needed to maintain the fragile peace between us for my

mother’s sake.

In the kitchen, I deliberately selected the strongest spices for the venison steak he preferred. I added three times the normal amount of pepper, along with extra garlic and a dash of bitter herbs.

When I placed the plate before him, I watched with satisfaction as he took the first bite. To my disappointment, he didn’t

immediately react to the overwhelming flavors.

“You’ve changed your recipe,” he commented, continuing to eat despite the obvious discomfort in his eyes.

I shrugged innocently. “I thought you might appreciate something different.”

After breakfast, he asked me to prepare his formal Alpha jacket for an important meeting. “The ceremonial emblem needs

adjusting,” he added, heading for the shower.

I examined the silver and moonstone emblem that marked him as Alpha King of the Northern Territories. With careful precision,

I loosened several of the tiny pins holding it in place, ensuring it would fall off at the most embarrassing moment possible.

My phone buzzed with a message from Hunter Morgan: “Subject CB observed at Crescent Moon Training Den watching subject

EF from distance. Followed subjects to Crescent Moon Mall, then back to Rosewood Haven. Photos attached.”

The images showed Connor standing in the shadows, watching Emma with undisguised longing as Dorothy Lawson led her