Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 340

Without thinking, I slapped him hard across the face, my wolf's strength behind the blow. The sound echoed in the parking lot, and Ethan's head snapped to the side.

He didn't dodge or retaliate. When he turned back to me, his cheek bore the red imprint of my hand.

"Can you give me the recorder now?" he asked quietly, his voice rough with pain.

His amber eyes remained locked on mine, his wolf refusing to back down despite the stinging mark on his cheek.

"Never!" I spat, struggling with renewed vigor.

I fought with everything I had, fists and feet flying as my wolf lent me desperate strength. I clawed at his arms, kicked at his shins, but it was like fighting a mountain.

Ethan, fearing I might hurt myself in my frenzy, pinned me more firmly against the car, his body becoming a cage around mine.

"Stop fighting, Liv," he growled, his Alpha voice rumbling in his chest. "You'll hurt yourself."

When his hand slipped into my pocket to search for the Hidden Audio Recorder, I froze. The violation and helplessness overwhelmed my wolf's pride.

"Don't you dare!" I hissed, shoving at his chest with all my might.

But he was immovable, his Alpha strength far exceeding my own. His hand continued its search, methodical and determined.

James, watching helplessly from under security's hold, yelled desperately, "Stone, stop this! You've lost your mind!"

His hazel eyes flashed with protective rage, but the guards held him fast.

Despite the pain it clearly caused him to see me so distressed, Ethan's search was swift and determined. His fingers closed around the Hidden Audio Recorder in the inner pocket of my jeans.

The moment he touched it, I erupted in even more violent resistance.

Once again, Victoria escaped unscathed, her crimes buried by Ethan's protection. The hope of justice was crushed beneath his Alpha strength, just like the recorder in his hand.

(Victoria's POV)

I watched from behind Ethan as he destroyed the evidence, a victorious smile spreading across my face. My wolf preened with satisfaction beneath my skin, reveling in my power over the Alpha King.

So what if you're really Little Orange? I thought, staring at Olivia's defeated expression. With no proof, Ethan will never believe you. In his heart, I will always be Little Orange, and he will always stand by my side.

I savored the moment, the sweet taste of triumph filling me as I watched Olivia's hopes crumble along with that recorder. My wolf's scent carried notes of smug satisfaction, barely contained beneath my skin.

But then, as an impossible figure appeared in my line of sight, the smirk vanished from my face. My eyes widened in terror, my wolf cowering within me as my pale and bruised face drained of all color.

The security of my victory evaporated in an instant as I stared at the newcomer, my body frozen with sudden, primal fear.