Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 37

(Eleanor’s POV)

I sat rigidly in my chair, glaring at Olivia Winters with undisguised contempt. The Stone Ancestral Hall’s cold atmosphere matched the ice in my veins as I watched her stand before me, her shoulders squared despite

her precarious position.

How I loathed this woman. This nobody who had somehow ensnared my nephew and gained a position she didn’t deserve.

“You have nothing to say for yourself?” I demanded, my voice echoing against the stone walls

Olivia pressed her lips together, swallowing whatever justification she might have offered Smart girl. Nothing she could say would matter anyway

Ethan had made his choice clear. Victoria Frost and her daughter Emma were his priority now, not this pathetic excuse for a Luna who couldn’t even protect her own child.

“Your silence speaks volumes,” I said, rising from my seat. “You know you’re guilty.”

Victoria stood beside me, her perfect features arranged in an expression of righteous indignation. She had played her part flawlessly, as always.

“To think you would target an innocent child,” I continued, circling Olivia like a predator. “A child who has just undergone a kidney transplant, no less.”

Olivia’s emerald eyes flashed with something dangerous–anger, perhaps, or the bitter recognition that she stood alone against us. Without Ethan’s support, she was powerless in the pack hierarchy.

“Pathetic,” I spat, enjoying how she flinched at my words.

(Isabelle’s POV)

I stepped forward, unable to contain my excitement. Finally, after years of watching this nobody steal my brother’s attention and my grandmother’s affection, justice would be served.

“Kneel,” I commanded, savoring the word on my tongue.

Olivia remained standing, her stubborn defiance igniting my rage. Who did she think she was?

“I said kneel!” I repeated, emphasizing each syllable.

When she still refused, I delivered a swift kick to the back of her knees. The satisfying sound of her body

hitting the stone floor sent a thrill through me.

Two servants grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to stay down. Her emerald eyes glared up at me, filled with a

hatred that matched my own.

One of the servants handed me the Alpha’s Discipline Rod, its polished surface gleaming in the dim light of the ancestral hall. The ancient runes carved into the wood seemed to pulse with anticipation.

I raised it high, then brought it down across Olivia’s back with all my strength. The sound of wood striking

flesh echoed through the hall