The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 247

Chapter 173: The Alpha’s Gambit

Chapter 173: The Alpha’s Gambit

(Connor’s POV)

My ice–blue eyes were deep, and my tone was low as I faced Olivia in the auction house parking lot. “Livvy, you don’t understand men too well. Adrian’s eyes for you are full of undisguised love, can’t you see his intentions towards you?”

The words came out harsher than I intended, but my wolf was still snarling from watching that calculating lawyer compete with me all evening.

Olivia suddenly smiled. The expression caught me off guard – it wasn’t the warm smile I remembered, but something cold and bitter.

“You’re questioning my understanding of men?” she asked, her amber eyes glinting with dangerous

amusement. “That’s rich, coming from you.”

Her smile widened, but there was no warmth in it. “Tell me, Connor, what kind of man tells the woman he

claims to love that she’s nothing but a replacement? That she’ll never measure up to his first love?”

My blood turned to ice. Those words – the cruel things I’d said during our breakup when I was drowning in grief and anger.

“What kind of man,” she continued, her voice gaining strength, “looks into a woman’s eyes and tells her she’s convenient? That she’s just filling void left by someone better?”

(Olivia’s POV)

I watched Connor’s face drain of color as I threw his own words back at him. The pain I’d buried for months

came rushing back with crystal clarity.

“You told me I was pathetic for thinking you could ever love me,” I continued, my voice steady despite the tears threatening to fall. “You said I was delusional to believe I meant anything to you.”

Connor stepped forward, his ice–blue eyes filled with anguish. “Livvy, those weren’t my true feelings. I was-”

“You were what?” I cut him off. “Honest? Because that’s what it felt like. Pure, brutal honesty.”

“I was hurting,” he said desperately. “I was angry and grieving and I lashed out at the person closest to me. But I never stopped loving you.”

I laughed, the sound hollow and bitter. “Love? You call that love?”

“Yes,” he said firmly. “Even when I was cruel, even when I pushed you away, I loved you. I’ve always loved you.”

“Your love feels like poison,” I whispered, the words cutting through the night air like silver blades.

Connor flinched as if I’d physically struck him. “Livvy, please-”

“No.” I turned away from him, walking toward my car. “I’m done with this conversation.”

He followed me, his footsteps/quick on the asphalt. “Wait, please. Let me explain—”

I spun around, my hand raised to stop him. “Don’t touch me.”

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Connor froze, his hand halfway extended toward me. The pain in his eyes was almost unbearable, but I

couldn’t let it affect me anymore.

“I gave you everything,” I said quietly. “My heart, my trust, my future. And you threw it all back in my face.”

I pushed past him, my shoulder connecting with his chest as I headed for my Glacier Blue Bentley.

“Livvy!” he called after me, but I didn’t turn around.

I climbed into my car and started the engine, my hands shaking on the steering wheel. Through the windshield, I could see Connor standing alone in the parking lot, his powerful frame somehow looking broken

Frank’s relief was palpable. “Thank you, Miss Winters.”

After he left, I stared at the jewelry boxes for a long moment before opening them. The Sapphire Moonstone Earrings caught the office light beautifully, and the Imperial Jade Bracelet was even more stunning in person.

I sighed again, my fingers tracing the edge of the bracelet box. Despite everything between us, Connor was in Blackmoor Territory – a place where Frederick Warner’s allies still held power.

The political situation there was volatile and dangerous. What was he thinking, going there alone?

I walked to the television in my office and turned it on, flipping to the international news channel. The

headline made my breath catch.

“Victoria Ashford, Blackmoor’s prime minister candidate, won more than half of the support from the Lower

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House, elected as Blackmoor’s new prime minister..”

I stared at the screen, my mind racing. Connor had mentioned that Frederick Warner’s backers would fall. Was Frederick’s supporter the previous Prime Minister Harrison Blackthorne?

If so, what was Connor doing in Blackmoor Territory now? Was he there to ensure the political transition went

smoothly? Or was he walking into a trap?

My phone rang, interrupting my worried thoughts. The caller ID showed Connor’s number, and my heart

began racing.

“Hello?” I answered with slight nervousness.