Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 97

(Olivia’s POV)

I hurried back to Matriarch Evelyn’s villa, my mind racing with thoughts of Ethan. The memory of his possessive grip on my wrist still burned on my skin. I knew him well enough to anticipate his next move.

Last time, he had simply bypassed my locked door. I needed a different strategy tonight.

The villa was quiet as I made my way to Matriarch Evelyn’s sitting room. She was in her favorite armchair,

reading a book under the warm glow of a table lamp

“Grandmother,” I said softly, using the term of endearment she preferred.

She looked up, her wise eyes crinkling with affection. “Wanwan, come sit with me.”

I settled beside her chair, resting my head against her knee like I used to do years ago. Her frail hand stroked

my hair gently.

“Is something troubling you, child?” she asked, her voice carrying the weight of years but still strong with

authority.

I hesitated, not wanting to worry her with the truth about Ethan’s behavior. I don’t want to be alone tonight,” I admitted finally.

Her hand paused in my hair. “Did something happen with Ethan?”

I shook my head, forcing a smile. “No, I just… I miss Lily tonight.” It wasn’t entirely a lie. I missed my daughter

every moment of every day.

Matriarch Evelyn’s eyes softened with understanding. “Of course you do, my dear.”

I gathered my courage and looked up at her, “Grandmother, can I sleep with you tonight?”

Her face lit up with such genuine pleasure that I felt a pang of guilt for my ulterior motive. “Nothing would

make me happier, Wanwan.”

Later that night, I lay beside Matriarch Evelyn in her large bed. Her breathing had settled into the rhythmic pattern of sleep, but I remained awake, staring at the ceiling.

The room was filled with her familiar scent – lavender and moonlight herb tea. It reminded me of happier

times, when I was first welcomed into the Stone family.

I turned my head slightly, studying her profile in the dim light filtering through the curtains. Even in sleep, she

maintained a certain dignity, a remnant of her years as Luna of the Silvercrest Pack

Matriarch Evelyn made a dismissive sound. “She loves what I represent – power, status, wealth. You, my dear,