Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 335

(Ethan's POV)

I watched the operating room doors close behind James, feeling hollow despite achieving my goal. Victoria immediately wheeled herself to my side, tears streaming down her face.

"Thank you," she sobbed, throwing herself into my arms. "You saved my Emma. I'll never forget this."

Her scent was a mixture of relief and triumph that made my stomach turn. I felt no satisfaction in this victory, not when it came at the cost of Olivia's pain and betrayal.

My wolf whined uneasily within me. It recognized the wrongness of my actions even as my human side justified them as necessary.

"Don't," I said, pushing Victoria away more roughly than I intended. "This isn't a moment for celebration."

I turned away from her questioning gaze and walked to the emergency exit.

The blue-tinged smoke curled around me as I leaned against the wall. What had I become? When had I started making these impossible choices?

My Alpha Phone rang in my pocket, interrupting my dark thoughts. The moment I saw the caller ID, my lifeless amber eyes lit up with sudden urgency.

Without a word to Victoria, who had followed me outside, I hurried away. Her questioning call echoed behind me, but I didn't look back.

(Olivia's POV)

I woke with a gasp, my wolf immediately surging forward to enhance my senses. The pressure point strike had worn off faster than Ethan expected—my wolf's healing had accelerated my recovery.

James was gone. The realization hit me like a physical blow.

I ran through the corridors, my wolf lending me speed as I raced toward the surgical wing. My heart pounded painfully in my chest, fear and rage propelling me forward.

When I reached the operating area, I saw Victoria waiting alone outside the room. The red light above the door signaled an ongoing procedure.

I was too late. My legs nearly gave out beneath me as the truth sank in.

Victoria noticed me and wheeled herself over, unable to suppress her triumphant smile. "You're too late," she taunted, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

I stared at her, my wolf rising dangerously close to the surface.

"James Knight's rare blood is already flowing into Emma's veins," she continued, relishing my pain. "I deliberately orchestrated your daughter's death by redirecting that kidney donor, and now your best friend's sacrifice benefits my daughter."

Her words cut deeper than any knife. She leaned forward in her wheelchair, her eyes gleaming with malice.

"Isn't that just the kind of pain that makes you want to die? The more you suffer, the happier I am!"