The Alpha King is unavailable novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243

(Connor’s POV)

The black hood was ripped from my head, leaving me blinking in the harsh light of an unfamiliar room. My wrists burned against

the restraints binding me to a metal chair.

“What the hell is this?” I growled, struggling against the ropes.

Two burly security guards stood silently by the door, their expressions impassive. The room was sparsely furnished–concrete

walls, a single table, and the chair I was tied to. It reeked of power and money.

The door swung open, and my blood ran cold as Olivia Winters walked in, followed by a tall man with piercing gray eyes. Lucas

Blackwood. The Alpha of Moonstone Pack.

“What do you want to do to me? Olivia Winters, murder is against the law!” I shouted defensively, renewing my struggle against

the restraints.

Olivia’s emerald eyes regarded me coldly. “If I wanted you dead, Connor, you wouldn’t be sitting here having this conversation.”

Fear clawed at my throat. Two years in prison had taught me to recognize danger, and these two radiated it. I was a dead man

walking.

“Is this about the brakes?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. “Because I served my time for that.”

Victoria’s face flashed in my mind–her beautiful features twisted with tears as she begged me to protect her and Emma from

Olivia Winters. “She’s trying to destroy us,” Victoria had sobbed. “She wants to take Emma away from me.”

I’d believed her completely. Loved her completely.

“She redirected Lily’s kidney donor,” Victoria had confessed one night, her voice barely a whisper. “Not for Emma’s sake, but to

eliminate Olivia as a threat.”

Even then, I’d known Victoria was lying about her motives. The kidney had been for Emma–I’d seen the medical records myself.

But I didn’t care. I loved Victoria. I loved Emma. I would have done anything for them.

So I’d sabotaged Olivia’s brakes. Not enough to kill her–just enough to scare her, to keep her away from Victoria and Emma.

But now Olivia was back from near death, and the look in her eyes told me she hadn’t forgotten.

“This isn’t about the brakes,” Olivia said quietly. “This is about Emma.”

My heart stuttered. “Emma? What about her? If you’ve hurt her, I swear to God-”

Lucas Blackwood stepped forward, his gray eyes flashing with dominance. “You’re not in a position to make threats.”

I spat at his feet. “Go to hell.”

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His boot connected with my chest, sending me and the chair crashing to the floor. Pain exploded through my ribs as I gasped for

breath.

“Pick him up,” Lucas ordered his men.

Rough hands hauled me upright, the chair scraping against concrete. Blood trickled from my split lip.

Olivia approached, pulling something from a folder. “Do you recognize these?”

She laid several photographs on the table before me. My breath caught in my throat.

They were pictures of me watching Emma at Crescent Moon Training Den. Emma at the mall with Dorothy. Emma playing in the

yard at Rosewood Haven.

“Been stalking me, have you?” I sneered, trying to mask my panic. How had they known I was watching Emma?

“Emma is your daughter,” Olivia stated flatly.

The words hit me like another kick to the chest. I forced a laugh, though it sounded hollow even to my own ears.

“That’s ridiculous,” I scoffed. “Emma is Ethan Stone’s daughter. Everyone knows that.”

“Is she?” Olivia raised an eyebrow, pulling out another document. “This Blood Heritage Confirmation Report says otherwise.”