Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

My claws briefly extended before I quickly retracted them, maintaining my facade of the concerned mother while inwardly

seething with rage.noveldrama

The doors opened again, and Emma was wheeled out of the Bloodrush Chamber. My daughter looked pale and fragile on the hospital bed, her young wolf's energy barely perceptible beneath her skin.

I clung to her hand, genuine tears streaming down my face. Despite everything, Emma was my daughter, and seeing her suffer

did affect me.

Even through her weakness, Emma did not forget my instructions. She feebly called out, "Daddy..."

Instantly, Ethan hung up his call and rushed over. His wolf responded instinctively to the pup's distress.

"Emma," he said, his voice gentle as he took her other hand. "Daddy's here, don't be afraid."

His wolf's protective energy enveloped my daughter, trying to lend her strength. The sight made my jealousy flare-his devotion

to Emma was genuine, unlike his feelings for me.

Emma struggled for breath, her small chest rising and falling with effort. "I'm sorry for making you worry," she whispered,

following the script I'd given her perfectly.

"I just wanted to see if you would come visit," she continued. "So I snuck out to the balcony and caught a chill."

Her young wolf whimpered beneath her skin, genuinely ill but also performing as instructed. I felt a flicker of pride at her perfect

execution.

There was no reproach in Ethan's expression, only deep remorse. "It's my fault,” he said, squeezing her tiny hand. "I shouldn't have left you alone. From now on, I'll stay at the medical den as much as I can."

Emma, showing maturity beyond her years, shook her head weakly. "You don't have to, Daddy. I know you're busy with pack matters. Just come to see me when you have time."

Ethan's amber eyes softened with affection. "Alright, be good. I'll take care of everything. Just rest and trust me."

She gazed at him with pure adoration. "Daddy, you're my superhero. You won't let anything happen to me, right?"

"I won't," Ethan answered firmly, his wolf howling silently with the promise to protect this pup he had raised as his own.

With her mission accomplished, Emma finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep. I remained at her side, hiding the venom in my eyes as I stroked her blonde hair.

My wolf's cunning nature momentarily showed before I masked it again with maternal concern. Even now, Ethan had not forced James Knight to donate.

The next day passed in a blur of activity. Many wolves from the Silvercrest Pack came to the medical den for matching, but none

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were suitable. The day after brought the same disappointing results.

I grew increasingly alarmed as I realized my gamble might fail. I had made Emma sicker, expecting Ethan would do anything fo

her, yet he hesitated to force James Knight's hand.

My wolf paced anxiously within me, recognizing the precariousness of my position

if Emma's condition truly became critical. I

had not anticipated this outcome.

(Ethan's POV)

After yet another sleepless night at Moonlight Manor, I returned to the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den early the next morning. My wolf was exhausted from constant vigilance, but I maintained my strong Alpha presence.

I carried a small stuffed wolf toy and some venison jerky-Emma's favorites- hoping to bring a smile to her pale face.

But Emma had no appetite. She threw up her breakfast and began crying the moment she saw me enter her room.

"It's okay, princess," I soothed, stroking her hair. "You'll feel better soon."

As I comforted her, I noticed Victoria's absence. Only a pack healer stood quietly

in the corner of the room, monitoring Emma's vital signs.

My

wolf's senses immediately heightened with suspicion. Victoria had barely left Emma's side since her condition worsened.

"Emma," I asked gently, "where's your mother?"

Emma fell silent, her troubled look heightening my concern. Her young wolf's scent spiked with anxiety, confirming my suspicions that something was wrong "Emma," I pressed, my voice firmer. "Tell me where your mother went."

She bit her lip, clearly torn between keeping a secret and obeying her Alpha. Finally, she answered. "Mommy..." she whispered, her blue eyes wide with worry. "Mommy went to find Aunt Olivia." My face darkened immediately.