Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

(Third person's POV)

This scene was too visually shocking. Seeing Emma's desperate pursuit, Ethan's foot on the accelerator involuntarily loosened, and the Shadow Ghost noticeably slowed down.

Emma saw a glimmer of hope, her wolf pup stirring beneath her skin. Her Daddy still loved her. He wouldn't abandon her.

She believed her dedication would surely move him. Even if Lily was his biological daughter, she was dead and could do nothing. She, however, was alive and could still win her Daddy over with sweet words and affection.

The thought gave her renewed strength. Despite the pain shooting through her small body, Emma pushed herself up from the cold ground.

Blood trickled from her chin where it had struck the pavement. Her nightgown was torn and dirty, stained with patches of crimson. But none of that mattered.

All that mattered was reaching her Daddy before he changed his mind again.

Emma crawled towards the car, crying out in pain, ignoring the scrapes and blood on her hands and knees. She focused on getting closer to Ethan's Shadow Ghost.

"Daddy... look at Emma... Emma hurts so much... Daddy..."

As the distance closed, Ethan could clearly see Emma's injuries through his enhanced werewolf vision. Her knees were scraped raw, leaving bloody trails on the pavement. Her palms were torn from dragging herself forward.

She stretched out her bloodied hands, like a wounded wolf pup seeking protection from its Daddy.

"Please... Daddy... Emma is sorry... so sorry..."

Emma knew that to gain Ethan's sympathy and forgiveness, she needed to appear pitiful. She remembered her mother's successful attempts to get Ethan's attention by feigning illness or injury.

This time, she didn't need to pretend. The pain was real, searing through her small body with each movement.

Despite the agony, she endured, hoping to regain his favor, her wolf pup whimpering beneath her skin.

"Daddy... please don't leave Emma alone... Emma will be good..."

Inside the car, Ethan's feelings were complicated. His wolf paced restlessly beneath his skin, torn between protective instinct and righteous anger.

He had genuinely cared for Emma over the years, appreciating her sweetness and attentiveness. The way she would wait for him after long pack meetings, her face lighting up when he entered a room.

However, this affection was challenged by the sight of the paper figure with Lily's name on it, now sitting on the passenger seat beside him. The memory of Emma's room and her hateful words about Lily flooded back, extinguishing any sympathy.

"I hope your spirit suffers forever!" The venom in her young voice had been unmistakable.

He felt only coldness towards someone who could curse his daughter so viciously. Seeing and hearing it firsthand was the truth.

No amount of tears or blood could erase what he had witnessed tonight.

He regretted his past indulgence and vowed not to repeat the mistake. He couldn't afford to be soft, not after knowing her true nature, not when it came to honoring the memory of the deceased Lily.

Ethan hardened his expression, steeling his heart. He would not pity Victoria or her daughter.

The brief moment of sympathy disgusted him. Any compassion for them was a sin against his true mate and daughter.

He stepped on the accelerator, the Shadow Ghost speeding away, leaving Emma's cries behind. He didn't even glance in the rearview mirror.

The car sped back to Rosewood Haven. Leaving the complex, Ethan accelerated again, and the car disappeared into the night, his wolf finally settling into grim resolve.

Abandoned, Emma collapsed on the ground, watching Ethan leave. Her body grew cold, her eyes filled with panic and helplessness.

"Daddy..." she whispered, her voice barely audible now. The word that had once been filled with love and expectation now carried only despair.

Her wolf pup curled into itself, sensing the loss of its Daddy's protection. She wondered if her Daddy had truly given up on her, the bond she thought unbreakable now seemingly severed forever

The night wind blew mercilessly, chilling her to the bone. But the coldness in her

heart was far more painful than any physical discomfort.

For the first time in her life, Emma felt truly abandoned.

(Ethan's POV)

I drove to Olivia's Moonlight Cottage. I had bought the properties surrounding hers

for her protection, ensuring no one could disturb her without my knowledge.

It was almost 3 a.m., and the area was quiet, but my mind raced with chaotic thoughts.noveldrama

At Rosewood Haven, the exposure of Victoria's deceit had shaken me to my core.

Not for Victoria's sake, but for my own blindness.

I had been deceived by Victoria's pretense of being Little Orange. The joy of

reunion had blinded me to her manipulation.

I had given her the love meant for both Little Orange and her deceased mother. Victoria had repeatedly manipulated me into believing that Olivia was bullying her, using our childhood connection to twist my perception.

For five years, every instance was a betrayal of Olivia. I wrongly favored Victoria,

causing Olivia immense pain.

I knew how much Olivia hated

Victoria and resented Emma after Lily's death. Yet, I had consistently

sided with Victoria, repeatedly

testing Olivia's patience and adding

wolfsbane to her wounds.

I saw Olivia's helplessness as I defended Emma, dismissing her accusations and telling her not to blame the innocent Emma.

Furthermore, I knew that James had registered for organ donation because Lily died of kidney failure. Still, I had used Olivia to pressure James into donating a kidney to Emma.

Even if I didn't mean to harm Olivia, the very act of coercing James made me feel like a rogue wolf.

My wolf growled beneath my skin, disgusted by my own actions. I had become the very thing I was supposed to protect my pack from - a threat to my own mate.

I sat in the car, clutching the little figure with Lily's name. My amber eyes were bloodshot, filled with remorse.

I felt overwhelmed by guilt and shame. I had failed Olivia and Lily.

The weight of my mistakes crushed me. How could I have been so blind? So easily manipulated?

I slapped myself, the sound sharp in the quiet car. The sting did nothing to ease my self-loathing.

"He really was not worthy of being an Alpha." The thought echoed in my mind.

I was a monster. Not the Alpha protector I was supposed to be, but a source of pain for those I should have cherished most.

I abruptly got out of the car and walked towards the cottage, my wolf's scent announcing my presence. The night air was cold against my skin, but I barely noticed.

Each step felt heavier than the last. What right did I have to approach Olivia after everything I had done?

I reached Olivia's door, stopped, and knelt down before it. The hard ground

pressed against my knees, a minor discomfort compared to the agony in my

heart.

My head bowed in shame, I remained there, a broken Alpha at the doorstep of the mate he had failed.