Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 321

(Victoria's POV)

Alpha King Ethan Stone stood frozen by Emma's hospital bed, his powerful frame rigid with tension. I could see the conflict raging within him—his amber eyes darkened as his wolf paced anxiously beneath his skin.

The revelation that James Knight would be Emma's kidney donor had clearly shaken him to his core.

I watched him carefully from my wheelchair, my bruised face throbbing with each heartbeat. Was he truly hesitating because of Olivia? The thought made my wolf bristle with jealousy.

"Ethan?" I prompted softly, wheeling closer to him.

He didn't respond, his gaze fixed on Emma's sleeping form. The silence stretched between us, heavy with unspoken thoughts.

Emma stirred, her blue eyes fluttering open. She immediately sensed the tension radiating from her beloved father figure.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" she asked, her young voice laced with concern. "Emma can be saved, aren't you happy?"

Her wolf pup instincts were already developing, seeking to comfort the Alpha even at her tender age. It was remarkable how naturally she responded to pack dynamics.

Ethan's expression softened instantly. He forced a gentle smile, reaching out to stroke her blonde hair.

"Of course I'm happy, princess," he assured her, his deep voice warm with affection. "This is wonderful news."

Emma beamed up at him, but her smile quickly faded as exhaustion overtook her again. "Will you stay until I fall asleep?"

"I promise," Ethan whispered, taking her small hand in his.

As Emma drifted off, I watched Ethan's face transform. The mask of reassurance slipped away, replaced by raw grief. His wolf whined softly beneath his skin, and I knew he was thinking of Lily—the daughter he had failed.

Only after Emma's breathing deepened with sleep did Ethan carefully extract his hand from hers. Without a word to me, he strode from the room toward the Stone Residence Balcony.

I followed him, maneuvering my wheelchair through the doorway. The night air was cool against my skin as I found him lighting one of his Midnight Cigarettes, the blue-tinged smoke curling upward into the darkness.

"You're hesitating because the donor is Olivia's friend, right?" I asked directly, my wolf calculating beneath my skin.

Ethan didn't answer, but his silence confirmed my suspicions. The cigarette glowed brighter as he took a long drag.