Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 27

<Chapter 27 Denied Truth

Chapter 27: Denied Truth and Hidden Secrets

Chapter 27: Denied Truth and Hidden Secrets

(Olivia’s POV)

His body went rigid. The muscles in his jaw tightened as he turned to face me.

“Don’t you dare curse our daughter,” he growled, his amber eyes flashing with fury.

My heart shattered into a thousand pieces. Even now, faced with the emptiness of Lily’s room, he refused to

accept the truth.

“Look,” I said, gesturing weakly toward Lily’s Memorial Portrait on the nightstand. “Look at her eyes, Ethan

The portrait captured our daughter’s sweet face, her innocent smile forever frozen in time. But it was her eyes that spoke volumes gazing directly at where her father should have been.

“Her last wish was for you to be there,” I continued, tears streaming down my face. “She wanted her daddy at

her side for her final journey.”

Ethan’s gaze flickered to the portrait, then quickly away. Something passed across his face – pain, perhaps, or the briefest moment of recognition – before hardening into cold denial.

“Stop manipulating me,” he snarled. “This is just another one of your pathetic attempts to get my attention.”

I stared at him in disbelief. How could he twist my grief into something so selfish?

“Our daughter is dead, Ethan,” I said, my voice breaking. “She died alone in that hospital bed while you were

with Victoria and Emma. The least you could do is acknowledge her now.”

His nostrils flared. “You’re lying.”

“The funeral home has her body,” I pressed on, desperate to break through his denial. “They’re waiting for your signature to proceed with the burial arrangements.”

“Enough!” he roared, his Alpha voice reverberating through the small room.

I flinched but stood my ground. “She was your daughter too,” I whispered. “Don’t let her memory fade without

honoring her properly”

Something dangerous flashed in his eyes. His control snapped.

“I said ENOUGH!” Ethan bellowed, shoving me away with such force that I stumbled backward.

In his rage, he yanked at his Ancestral Moonstone Amulet, the jade pendant he always wore. The chain broke, sending the precious heirloom flying through the air,

Time seemed to slow as the pendant arced toward me. It struck my temple with surprising force, the sh. edge cutting into my skin..

The moment the amulet touched me, a strange sensation washed over me. A fleeting, incomplete memory flickered through my mind a child’s laughter, a flash of amber eyes, a promise whispered in the darkness.

Blood trickled down my face as I stared at the pendant now lying on the floor between us. The memory faded as quickly as it had appeared, leaving me disoriented and confused.

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Ethan lunged forward, snatching the amulet from the ground. His movements were frantic as he examined it for damage before slipping it back around his neck.

Without another word, he turned and stormed out of the room. The door slammed behind him with such force that Lily’s portrait trembled on the nightstand.

I collapsed onto my daughter’s bed, my body shaking with sobs. The sheets still held the faintest trace of her scent – the gentle lavender soap she had loved so much.

I curled into myself, clutching her pillow to my chest. The physical pain from my injuries was nothing compared to the agony of Ethan’s continued denial,

How could he refuse to acknowledge what was right in front of him? How could he dishonor Lily’s memory

this way?

My tears soaked into the pillow as exhaustion claimed me. The emotional toll of the confrontation, combined

with my still–healing injuries, pulled me into a restless sleep.

In my dreams, I saw a young girl with emerald green eyes – a child who looked remarkably like I had at that age. She wore the same jade pendant that Ethan treasured so fiercely.

A boy approached her, his face blurred and indistinct. He placed an identical pendant in her small hand. closing her fingers around it.

“Wait for me,” he whispered, his voice achingly familiar yet impossible to place.

The girl nodded solemnly, clutching the pendant to her chest. “I promise,” she replied.

I woke with a gasp, my nightgown drenched in sweat. The dream clung to me, its details already fading but leaving behind a sense of profound importance.

I swallowed one dry, desperate for dreamless sleep. As the medication began to take effect, my mind continued to circle around the mysterious connection between the pendant, the dream, and my own past.

The morning sun felt glorious on my skin as I sat in the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den’s garden. My discharge papers had been processed, and I was simply waiting for Ethan to pick me up.

The cuts from the champagne fountain incident were healing nicely, though I’d made sure the medical staff documented every scratch. Evidence of Olivia’s violence would serve me well.

“What are you doing here?” I hissed, glancing around nervously. “This is a private medical facility.”

“The price has gone up,” he replied, running a hand through his greasy hair. Inflation, you know!!