The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 207

Chapter 136: The Luna’s Fury

Chapter 136: The Luna’s Fury

(Frederick’s POV)

“Go, untic the silver–laced ropes binding her,” I commanded Marcus Cole, my voice dripping with sadistic

anticipation.

“Yes, Alpha,” Marcus replied, though I could sense his wolf whimpering in protest at what was about to

unfold.

Everyone present clearly heard our conversation. Just moments before, I had ordered my rogue enforcers to assault Olivia Winters, the future Luna of the Rivers pack. Those wolves had already begun advancing on her like starved predators sensing vulnerable prey.

Their eyes gleamed with lustful hunger as they imagined what they would do to Connor Rivers‘ precious mate. The thought of defiling the daughter of an Alpha bloodline sent waves of excitement through their pack bonds.

Olivia was lying near the edge of the abandoned building, quite a distance from the rogues. The enforcers had only walked halfway when they heard my new command.

They all stopped abruptly, their wolves panting with lustful hunger. Their eyes remained fixed eagerly on Olivia as they anxiously waited for Marcus to remove the silver–threaded restraints that had been suppressing her werewolf strength.

Olivia glared fiercely at me, her amber eyes blazing with a hatred so intense it seemed capable of tearing me apart. The fury radiating from her was intoxicating.

I was savoring her rage like fine wine. A cruel smile curved my lips as I asked in a voice filled with dark pleasure, “Do you hate me, little Luna?”

Her silence only fueled my excitement. The way her chest rose and fell with barely controlled rage was magnificent.

I reveled in Olivia’s hatred, my wolf feeding off her rage and despair like a parasite. “Crushing you would be as easy as crushing an omega pup,” I sneered, my voice carrying the authority of an Alpha who had clawed his way to power through violence.

“Your anger is my stimulant, your fear my entertainment.”

Marcus approached Olivia reluctantly, his wolf’s instincts screaming against harming a female pack member. Especially one destined to be Luna.

He dragged her away from the building’s edge and began untying the silver–laced ropes. His hands treed slightly as he worked.

The moment the restraints fell away, Olivia’s werewolf strength surged back like a dam bursting. She desperately charged toward me, catching Marcus completely off guard.

The other rogues, their minds clouded by lustful thoughts and underestimating the daughter of an Alpha bloodline, were too slow to react to her sudden burst of supernatural speed.

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Chapter 136. The Luna’s &

I dodged Olivia’s Initial attack with practiced ease, my own Alpha reflexes honed by years of brut She moved faster than I had expected, but not fast enough.

I retaliated with a vicious backhand that sent her stumbling backward. Then I ordered my men to stay bec my eyes gleaming with excitement.

“Let me handle this wildcat myself,” I growled, my wolf rising to the surface.

I recalled the surveillance videos where Olivia was always sad and tearful, missing Connor Rivers. She had appeared as nothing more than a beautiful but empty–headed she–wolf who couldn’t survive without her Alpha’s protection.

I knew she was a lawyer but had dismissed her as weak. I viewed her legal career as mere pack politics rather than genuine capability.

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