Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 38

I raised my arm, preparing to bring the whip down across Olivia’s already bruised back. The anticipation of her screams made my heart race with dark excitement.

(Olivia’s POV)

I braced myself for the bite of the whip, my back already throbbing from the Discipline Rod. Through the haze of pain, I heard the door burst open with a thunderous bang.

“I’d like to see who dares touch my Olivial”

The voice that echoed through the Stone Ancestral Hall sent a wave of relief washing over me. Matriarch Evelyn Stone stood in the doorway, her diminutive frame somehow filling the entire space with her presence.

Fear rippled through the room like a tangible force.

Isabelle flinched violently, losing her grip on the whip. The leather tails recoiled, striking her own leg. She let out a piercing scream, dropping to the floor as blood seeped through her expensive pants.

Eleanor’s face drained of color. “Mother,” she stammered, ‘you’re back.”

Isabelle whimpered from the floor, clutching her injured leg. “Grandmother!”

The servants trembled, bowing deeply. “Matriarch!”

But I only felt joy flooding through my veins. With a surge of strength, I scrambled to my feet and rushed toward Matriarch Evelyn,

“Grandmother!” I cried, tears of relief streaming down my face.

She opened her arms, enfolding me in a protective embrace. Her familiar scent–moonlight herbs. wisdom–surrounded me like a shield.

“My dear Olivia, are you alright?” she asked, her aged hands gently examining my face.

“I’m fine,” I assured her, though my back screamed in protest. Tears welled in my eyes as a torrent of questions poured out. “Grandmother, when did you wake up? Why did you come back alone? Are you well?”

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Her eyes, sharp despite her years, softened as she patted my hand reassuringly I’m fine, Grandmother is

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Her touch was a comforting balm, soothing the ache of betrayal and isolation Id carried for so long

(Victoria’s POV)

I sat beside Emma’s bed, watching her sleep peacefully. Her tears had dried on her cheeks, leaving

tracks that tugged at my heart.

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My own tears of frustration were still wet as I wiped thern away. Everything had been going perfectly Olivia was finally getting what she deserved–punishment for daring to stand between me and what I wanted.

A soft knock at the door interrupted my thoughts. A servant entered, his expression anxious.

“Mrs. Frost, Alpha Stone requests your presence downstairs immediately,” he said, his voice trembling slightly. “Matriarch Evelyn has returned.”

My blood ran cold. Matriarch Evelyn? The old woman who had been stuck in the past for five years?

I rose shakily, smoothing my dress with trembling hands. “Is she… Is she lucid?”

The servant nodded, his eyes darting nervously. “Very much so, ma’am. And she’s asking for you, Alpha Stone, and Miss Emma.”

I glanced at my sleeping daughter, dread spreading through me like poison. If Matriarch Evelyn had truly returned to her senses, everything I had built could come crashing down.

The truth about what happened five years ago–a truth I had meticulously buried–was now in jeopardy.

I gently woke Emma, whispering reassurances as I helped her dress. Her small face scrunched with

confusion.

“Alpha Stone’s grandmother,” I replied, forcing a smile. “A very important lady who wants to meet you.”