The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 163

Chapter 92: Accusations and Alliances

Chapter 92: Accusations and Alliances

(Olivia’s POV)

Raymond Lewis was pummeled mercilessly by Connor’s enforcers, Marcus Shaw and Jackson Harris. His face was swollen like a pig’s head, blood trickling from his split lip.

I stood before him, arms crossed, my amber eyes radiating a dangerous light. My wolf’s presence added to the intimidation, making the air thick with tension.

“Was it you who hired the omega, Rodney Tanner, who pushed me by the roadside just now?” I demanded. Being a lawyer in the werewolf world was a high–risk profession. It wasn’t uncommon for clients or their Alphas to resent and deliberately retaliate against lawyers who bested them in territorial or pack disputes. The recent case of Gregory Thompson, my beta colleague at Moonlaw Legal Services, being stabbed with a silver dagger by a disgruntled client’s rogue wolf and almost dying, was a fresh, chilling example. Raymond Lewis, kneeling on the ground, his wolf cowering, begged for mercy. “Spare me, Luna Winters, I was truly wrong, I will never dare again.”

I frowned, my voice sharp. “I’m asking you, was it you who hired the omega, Rodney Tanner, who pushed me by the roadside?”

Raymond Lewis looked confused, his eyes darting nervously. “What roadside? What omega pushed you?! didn’t hire anyone, I’m only meeting you for the first time now, Luna.”

Not him? My mind raced, trying to piece together the puzzle.

Who could it be? My wolf bristled with unease.

Could it be Cassandra Evans who hired them? I quickly dismissed the idea. Although Cassandra was a scheming she–wolf and disliked me, she didn’t seem vicious enough to want me dead, not to the point of orchestrating a public assassination.

Then who? I pondered deeply.

Suddenly, a name surfaced in my mind: Frederick Warner, the exiled illegitimate son of William Rivers. Connor had told me about Frederick’s connection with the Rivers Pack and had specifically warned me that Frederick might cause trouble for me to retaliate against Connor.

(Third person’s POV)

Thinking of this, Olivia raised her eyes and looked at Raymond Lewis, his face bruised and swollen. “Are you Frederick Warner’s man?” she asked coldly.

Raymond Lewis shook his head vehemently. “I don’t know him, Luna Winters, please spare me, I will never dare again, I will immediately compensate Noah Pierce when I get back to my territory today, please let me go!”

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Olivia asked coldly, “Not Frederick Warner’s man, then why did you ask me to come here and bring s thugs? How dare a minor rogue Alpha like you be so arrogant, controlling a mere human factory? There must

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be someone more powerful behind you. Tell me the name of the Alpha pulling your strings, and I can

1. go.

Raymond Lewis couldn’t help but shudder. The Alpha behind him, Malcolm Wilson, had connections in both. legitimate pack businesses and the rogue underworld.

Even other Alphas on the street had to call him ‘The Director‘. The Northern Industrial Factory was actually Malcolm Wilson’s, and Raymond was just a figurehead, a beta acting as the legal representative with no real

power.

He didn’t dare expose The Director. Thinking of Malcolm Wilson’s ruthless methods, Raymond Lewis broke out in a cold sweat, his wolf whimpering.

Raymond Lewis swallowed and replied, “I… I don’t have anyone behind me, I just thought you were a lone she–wolf, new to Riverdale, and wanted to scare you.”

Olivia narrowed her amber eyes, sizing up Raymond Lewis. Her keen lawyer’s mind and wolf’s intuition pondered how much of his words were true.”

Raymond Lewis felt a chill in his heart, afraid that Olivia would call Connor’s enforcers to beat him again. “Luna Winters, I’m kowtowing to you, please let me go!”

Olivia smiled insincerely, a chilling glint in her eyes. “I don’t believe that a minor rogue Alpha like you has the guts to hire thugs to beat the opposing pack’s lawyer in broad daylight. Since you’re not willing to say, then I’ll have to call the human police and the territory enforcers.”

Raymond Lewis breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn’t afraid of the human police; The Director had connections within the human law enforcement agencies.

At Rivers Pack Headquarters, Connor Rivers received a call from Marcus Shaw, his beta enforcer. His face turned gloomy as he listened.

In a short day, his Livvy had encountered two dangers and almost had a serious accident. Connor felt a burst of primal fear, his Alpha wolf snarling within him:

After hanging up the phone, he grabbed his coat and strode out.

Frank Langley, his senior beta assistant, hurriedly chased after him. “Alpha Connor, where are you going? There’s a pack council meeting in ten minutes! Hey, Alpha?”

Olivia Winters returned to Moonlight Manor, Ethan Grey’s guesthouse in Harbor City, as she still maintained a temporary residence there while her own apartment in Riverdale Terrace Apartments was being prepared.

The pack housekeeper, Martha Jenkins, a beta wolf, had prepared a table full of dishes that Olivia loved. Many of them were traditional werewolf comfort foods.

Martha Jenkins said with a warm smile, “Liv, you worked hard today, your wolf must be tired. Come and eat.” Olivia picked up her chopsticks but didn’t have much appetite. She was still thinking about the terrifying moment on the road today.

It was the first time she had been so close to death. A little bit more, and her wolf wouldn’t have seen the sun

tomorrow.

Lost in thought, Connor Rivers arrived, his powerful Alpha presence filling the room.

Connor’s arms around Olivia tightened, his dark and deep ice–blue eyes revealing a sharp, cold light. His Alpha wolf was on high alert.

“To deal with Frederick Warner, I have a one hundred percent certainty of winning. If his wolf is ruthless, mine can be even more ruthless. But he has no emotions, no weaknesses, you could even say that his wolf has no humanity. But I’m different, I have you.”

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