The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 180

Chapter 109: Jealousy and Heartbreak at Nightshade Bar

Chapter 109: Jealousy and Heartbreak at Nightshade Bar

(Connor’s POV)

Ethan Quinn’s face darkened with anger as he watched the scene unfold before us. His teeth ground audibly

In the dim booth where we sat hidden.

“I’m so pissed off! Lily actually dared to hire male entertainers for Olivia!”

My ice–blue eyes remained fixed on the bar area. Olivia held a glass of Moonfire Tequila with Silver Lime in

one hand while her other hand explored Blake Sterling’s sculpted chest muscles.

The burning sensation from my own tequila seemed to spread through the air around us. Everything tasted bitter and sour.

My Alpha instincts roared at the sight of other males entertaining my intended mate. My wolf Adam clawed at my chest, demanding I claim what was ours.

Olivia’s amber eyes were glazed with alcohol. Her honey–brown hair fell in disheveled waves around her

shoulders.

She giggled as Blake flexed his muscles for her entertainment. The sound cut through me like silver.

“Look at those abs,” she slurred, tracing patterns on his chest. “So different from…”

She didn’t finish the sentence. But I knew she was thinking of me.

My hands clenched into fists on the table. The leather booth creaked under my tension.

Ethan noticed my rigid posture. “Connor, don’t do anything stupid.”

But watching other males touch what belonged to me was torture. Every fiber of my being screamed to

intervene.

Blake Sterling leaned closer to Olivia. His predatory smile made my vision flash red.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured in her ear. “Much too good for whoever broke your heart.”

Olivia’s face crumpled slightly. Fresh tears gathered in her amber eyes.

“He doesn’t want me anymore,” she whispered. “He chose someone else.” The pain in her voice nearly broke my resolve. I started to rise from the booth.

Ethan’s hand shot out to restrain me. “Connor, think about what you’re doing.”

I abruptly stood up from our booth anyway. My powerful frame radiated tension and barely contained fury. Ethan startled at the sudden movement. “What are you doing?”

“I’m taking Olivia home immediately.” My voice came out as a growl. “This ends now.”

My wolf snarled beneath the surface at the perceived threat to our mate bond. Every instinct demanded I eliminate the competition.

Ethan quickly gripped my arm. “Your presence would expose our carefully constructed ruse to Frederick

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Wamers spies.

His words hit like cold water. “They might be watching. This would render all your sacrifice pointless

acknowledged the risk with a tense nod. But my eyes remained fixed on Olivia, surrounded by the male entertainers vying for her attention.

Lily continued encouraging her reckless behavior. “Come on, Liv! Live a little!”

My jaw clenched so hard I thought my teeth might c***k. The sight of other males near my mate was

unbearable.

“I can’t watch this,” I muttered through gritted teeth.

Ethan’s grip tightened on my arm. “You have to. For her safety.”

Just as I was preparing to do something rash that would blow our cover, Ethan suddenly dashed forward. He created a gust of wind as he moved with supernatural speed toward the bar area.

Lily was thoroughly intoxicated, her inhibitions completely gone. She leaned against Blake Sterling’s muscular chest, her face flushed with alcohol and infatuation.

Before Lily could realize what was happening, Ethan punched Blake squarely in the jaw. His protective instincts for his stepsister overrode his usual caution.

The sound of impact echoed through the bar. Blake stumbled backward from the unexpected blow.

His colleagues from the entertainment staff held him back as he tried to retaliate. “What the hell, man?” Blake’s lip was split and bleeding. His perfect features were marred by the violence.

Lily was half–sobered by the sudden violence. Her amber eyes widened in shock as she exclaimed, “Ethan! What are you doing?”

She rushed to check if Blake was injured. “Oh my god, are you okay?”

Lily immediately began apologizing profusely to the entertainer. She pulled out a thick stack of Crimson Pack Currency Bills from her purse.

“Here, take this for medical expenses,” she said frantically. “I’m so sorry about my stepbrother.”

However, Ethan roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the group of entertainers. His face was dark with fury.

“Have you lost all sense of shame?” he scolded harshly. “What would our parents think if they saw you behaving like this?”

Meanwhile, Olivia was somewhat sobered by the sudden commotion. She stared at Ethan with confused

recognition.

Her honey–brown hair was disheveled and her amber eyes struggled to focus. “Ethan? What are you doing

here?”

Olivia’s heart lurched as she recognized Ethan Quinn. She immediately asked with desperate hope, “Is he here too?”

She ensured there would be no lasting problems from the incident. “Blake, are you sure you’re okay?”

Olivia was drinking directly from the wine bottle with desperate abandon. Her movements were u reckless.

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Lily immediately grabbed the bottle away from her friend. “You’re completely drunk, Liv. We need to get you

home right now.”

Through her tears, Olivia cried out, “Connor Rivers is such a bastard…”

Her broken voice carried across the bar. My heart clenched painfully as I heard her anguished words.

I clenched my fists to restrain myself from rushing to her side. I couldn’t be impulsive and blow our cover.

But hearing her pain was torture. Every instinct screamed to comfort her.

“He doesn’t love me,” Olivia sobbed. “He never loved me.”

The words cut through me like silver blades. If only she knew the truth.

Rebecca Frost approached the pair with concern. “Lily, maybe I should take care of Olivia.”

She suggested that Lily should go home since she was also quite intoxicated. “You’ve caused enough trouble for one evening.”

Lily agreed reluctantly. She was still shaken by Ethan’s violent outburst.

“Take good care of her, Becca,” Lily said, entrusting Olivia to Rebecca’s care. “She’s really hurting.” Lily made her way toward the exit, her steps unsteady. The night had not gone as planned. However, Olivia began babbling incoherently. “I saw him. I know I saw Connor somewhere in this bar.” Rebecca tried to convince her that she was simply too drunk. “You’re imagining things, Liv.”

She gently pulled Olivia back toward their table. “Come on, let’s sit down.”

“Becca, I saw him, I saw Connor,” Olivia insisted, stumbling forward. Her wolf instincts tried to locate my scent through the crowd.

The alcohol hadn’t completely dulled her supernatural senses. She knew I was near. Rebecca continued to pull Olivia back. “You’re drunk and seeing things that aren’t there.”

She repeated the words like a mantra. “Connor isn’t here. You’re just missing him.”

But Olivia’s wolf was certain of what she had sensed. Even through the alcohol haze, the mate bond called to

her.

“I really saw him, he’s right here in this bar,” she insisted desperately.

Olivia’s amber eyes welled up with tears as overwhelming emotion crashed over her. The pain was too much to bear.

She suddenly cried out loudly enough for the entire bar to hear, “Connor Rivers, you’re here, aren’t you? Please come out!”

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