Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 323

Chapter 323

(Ethan’s POV)

I burst through the doors of the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, my heart hammering against my ribs. The antiseptic smell hit my nostrils as my wolf’s protective instincts flared to full alert.

Victoria sat in her Raven–Trimmed Wheelchair outside the Bloodrush Chamber, her face streaked with tears. When she spotted me, her composure crumbled completely.

“Ethan…” she sobbed, her voice breaking as she reached for me. Her wolf’s distress pheromones filled the corridor, triggering my Alpha instincts.

“Emma was fine this afternoon,” I said, my voice tight with anxiety. “How did she suddenly become critical?”

My amber eyes darted between Victoria and the closed doors of the emergency room. My wolf paced anxiously beneath my skin, sensing danger to a pup under my protection.

Victoria’s hands trembled as she clutched at my sleeve. “She was fine before bedtime,” she managed between sobs. “But then she suddenly developed a high fever in the night. Her heart rate… it just plummeted.”

Her blue eyes were wide with fear as she continued, “Dr. Samuel Wilson called it a crisis. He wanted me to sign consent for emergency treatment, but I… I didn’t dare to sign. I’m so scared for my Emma…”

Her wolf whined pitifully, curling into itself with apparent maternal distress. The sound tugged at something primal within me.

“Emma will be fine,” I said, gently patting her back. But my eyes betrayed my concern as I glanced at the Bloodrush Chamber doors.

The memory of Lily’s final moments flashed through my mind. The helplessness I’d felt watching my daughter slip away. My wolf remembered that pain all too well and howled silently at the thought of losing another pup.

Victoria leaned into my embrace, clinging to me as she fell apart. Her wolf released vulnerability pheromones that called to my Alpha instincts, demanding protection and comfort.

Minutes stretched into hours as we waited. The corridor clock ticked mercilessly, each second an eternity.

Finally, the Bloodrush Chamber doors swung open. Victoria and I both rushed forward, our voices overlapping in urgency.

“Doctor, how is Emma?” I demanded, my Alpha authority barely contained.

Dr. Samuel Wilson’s expression was grim, his wolf’s energy subdued with professional concern. “Emma’s condition is not optimistic,” he said carefully.

My stomach dropped at his words.

“She originally had more time,” he continued, “but this fever has worsened everything. I’m afraid she can’t wait much longer.

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She must have surgery as soon as possible at most, she can wait a week.”

The news hit Victoria like a physical blow. She slapped herself hard across the face, her sobs echoing in the sterile corridor.

“It’s all my fault,” she cried, her voice raw with emotion. “I didn’t take care of Emma….!!

Her wolf projected such convincing maternal anguish that even the medical staff looked away, moved by her apparent sufferi

I quickly grabbed Victoria’s hand to stop her from hurting herself further. My Alpha instincts responded automatically to her

distress, unable to watch a she–wolf in my territory harm herself.

Victoria seized my hand in desperation, her fingers digging into my skin. “What will happen to Emma?” she pleaded. “I only h

her left. She’s the most important in my life. If something happens to her, I can’t go on living…”

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