Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 74

Victoria’s voice came through, tight with worry. “The doctor says she’s stable, but I’m worried, Ethan. She doesn’t look right.”

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there in a minute,” I promised, already moving toward Emma’s room.

The thought of Olivia flickered briefly in my mind, but Victoria’s next words pushed it aside.

“Please hurry. She keeps asking for you.

(Victoria’s POV)

I ended the call with Ethan, a small smile playing at the corners of my lips. Everything was proceeding perfectly

Pacing the length of my bedroom at Rosewood Haven, I tapped my fingers rhythmically against my thigh. Olivia Winters would remain in that dungeon for as long as I needed her to.

The memory of her terrified pleas from behind the door brought me intense satisfaction. After years of

playing second fiddle to her, it was finally my turn to win.

I paused before the mirror, arranging my features into a mask of maternal concern. The transformation was flawless–eyes widened with worry, lips trembling slightly.

“Perfect,” I whispered to my reflection

Emma lay sleeping in her bed, her small face peaceful despite the bandages on her arm. I approached her silently, my mind calculating.

The doctor had warned that her wounds needed to be kept dry and warm. A cold bath would be the worst possible thing for her recovery.

Tm sorry, sweetheart,” I murmured, gently lifting her sleeping form. “Mommy needs you to be sick for a little

while.

She stirred slightly as I carried her to the adjoining bathroom, but didn’t wake. I filled the tub with cold water, then carefully lowered her into it, nightgown and all.

The shock of the cold water jolted her awake. Her eyes flew open, a cry of distress escaping her lips.

“Shh, Emmy.” I soothed, holding her firmly in the water despite her struggles. “It’s just a bath to help with the fever.”

“It’s c–cold,” she whimpered, her small body shivering violently.

When her lips began to turn blue, I finally lifted her from the water. Her skin was like ice, her body trembling uncontrollably.

“M–mommy,” she sobbed as I wrapped her in a towel. “I d–don’t feel g–good.”

I pressed my lips to her forehead, feeling the chill of her skin. Soon enough, that chill would turn to burning fever as her body fought the infection I’d just ensured would take hold.

“I know, baby,” I whispered, cradling her close. “Mommy’s going to get help.”

I dressed her in dry clothes quickly, then laid her back in bed. Within minutes, her shivering had intensified, and I could feel heat beginning to radiate from her small body.

It was time.

I hurried from the room, making sure to slam the door loud enough for the sound to carry. My footsteps echoed in the hallway as I ran toward Ethan’s guest room.

Shade

I clutched at his arm, letting tears fill my eyes. “Ethan. Ethan… My voice broke with practiced desperation. “Emmy has a high fever… I think her wounds are getting infected!

saw alarm flash across his face at the unnatural heat.