The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 55

Chapter 32: Territorial Confrontation–1

Chapter 32: Territorial Confrontation

(Ethan’s POV)

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Pain exploded through my body as I flew through the air. Three meters up, then sliding another meter across the rough pavement. The impact knocked the wind from

my lungs.

“f**k!” I cursed, struggling to get to my feet.

My blue eyes darkened with murderous rage as I glared at the man who had kicked me. Connor Rivers. The Alpha from Riverdale.

What the hell was he doing here with Olivia?

Then I spotted it–the watch on his wrist. My blood ran cold as I recognized the Timber Wolf Chronograph. I’d seen Olivia pack it in her suitcase before she left Harbor City. The expensive timepiece I’d assumed was for some relative.

It was a gift for him. For this man.

My stomach twisted into knots as Olivia stepped forward and took Connor’s hand.

Her face was calm, emotionless.

“Didn’t you ask me why there’s no chance for us to get back together?” she said coolly. “Now I’ll tell you. This is my fiancé. So, can you get lost now?”

Fiancé? The word hit me like another physical blow.

“No, no!” I felt my eyes burning, a strange pressure building behind them. “You are lying, Olivia. You must be lying.”

Connor’s lips curled with undisguised disdain. His ice–blue eyes were cold as he

looked down at me.

“¡***t,” he muttered,

The humiliation burned through me, but I didn’t care. I staggered forward a few steps,

my voice hoarse with desperation.

“Liv, please, stop making trouble, come back with me, okay?”

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Connor immediately shifted, placing his body between Olivia and me. His protective

stance was unmistakable.

“Get lost,” he said, his tone as icy as a winter gale.

Rage surged through me. Who was he to stand between us?

“Get out of the way!” I barked. “This is between me and her. She is mine, you-”

Before I could finish, his fist smashed into my face with supernatural speed. Pain exploded across my cheek, and I felt the skin bruise instantly.

“f**k your mother!” I cursed, lunging toward him.

Connor calmly set down the thermal container he’d been holding. With deliberate precision, he removed his tie and stepped forward.

What followed was nothing short of humiliating.

His moves were practiced, precise, and ruthless. Each strike connected with painful accuracy. I tried to fight back, but he was too fast, too strong. It was like fighting a

hurricane.

She was holding another man’s hand, looking only at him with those gentle eyes that once were reserved for me. She was utterly indifferent to my injuries, my humiliation.

(Connor’s POV)

I watched the pathetic display of the Grey pack heir lying on the ground. His face was

a mess of bruises, blood trickling from his split lip.

Raymond Brooks approached quietly from where he’d been waiting with the car.

“Mr. Rivers, should I call for medical assistance for him?” he asked in a low voice.

I glanced disdainfully at the motionless Ethan and coldly wiped my hands on a

handkerchief.

“Call it,” I said. “If he dies at Livvy’s doorstep, it would be such a bad omen for our

engagement.”

(Cassandra’s POV)

“What do you mean Ethan’s in the hospital?” I clutched my phone tighter, my heart

racing.

I had come with Ethan to Riverdale, planning to meet some old girlfriends while he handled his “business.” Now Sophie was telling me he’d been beaten and

hospitalized.

“They say he got into a fight and lost badly,” Sophie’s voice crackled through the

phone. “He’s at Riverdale Mémorial.”

I ended the call and rushed to the hospital, my mind racing with terrible scenarios.

Who would dare attack an Alpha heir?

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