The Alpha King is unavailable novel Chapter 93

(Ethan’s POV)

The hospital’s emergency room doors slid open as Miles Blackwood stumbled out, his head heavily bandaged. Blood had soaked through the white gauze, a testament to the severity of his wound.

He cursed under his breath, touching the bandage gingerly. His eyes darted around the parking lot, searching for any sign of the woman who had attacked him.

“That b***h,” he muttered, wincing as pain shot through his skull. “I’ll find her and make her pay.”

As he walked toward the taxi stand, a shadow moved behind him. Before Miles could react, a hand clamped over his mouth, muffling his startled cry.

Strong arms dragged him into the darkness between two parked ambulances. His feet kicked uselessly against the pavement as he was thrown to the ground.

I stood there, watching him with detached interest. The cigarette between my fingers glowed orange in darkness, illuminating my face just enough for Miles to recognize me.

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Maxwell Chen stepped back, his job done. Miles lay at my feet, trembling like prey before a predator. “Stone… Mr. Stone…” Miles’s voice cracked with fear. His eyes widened as he recognized the danger he was

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I took a long drag from my cigarette, letting the smoke curl from my lips. The silence stretched between us, heavy with unspoken threats.

Miles scrambled backward, trying to put distance between us. I stepped forward, placing my boot firmly on his right hand.

“Don’t!” Miles cried out, panic evident in his voice.

Maxwell moved quickly, covering Miles’s mouth with his hand. We couldn’t risk drawing attention with

screams.

I looked down at Miles, my expression unchanged. Then, with deliberate slowness, I ground my heel down. The sound of bones breaking was oddly satisfying. Miles’s muffled screams vibrated against Maxwell’s palm as tears streamed down his face.

Without hesitation, I shifted my weight to his other hand. The process repeated pressure, resistance, then the distinct c***k of bones giving way.

Miles’s eyes rolled back in his head, the pain nearly causing him to lose consciousness. But I wasn’t finished

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With precise aim, I delivered a brutal kick between his legs. His body convulsed once before going completely limp.

“Take him to the police station,” I instructed Maxwell, my voice devoid of emotion. “I don’t want to see him in my territory again.”

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Maxwell nodded, understanding the unspoken command. Miles Blackwood would never return to Silvercrest territory if he valued his life.

I turned and walked away, flicking my cigarette to the ground. Behind me, I heard Maxwell dragging Miles’s unconscious body toward the car.

The trunk slammed shut, and Maxwell’s car pulled away, heading toward the police station where Chief Garrison would ensure Miles faced appropriate charges.

No one touched what was mine without consequences. Especially not my mate.

(Victoria’s POV)

My phone vibrated with an incoming call. Isabelle’s name flashed on the screen, her sobs audible the

moment I answered.

“Vicky…” Her voice was barely recognizable through her tears.

I smiled to myself, satisfaction coursing through my veins. Though my plan for Olivia hadn’t fully succeeded,

this unexpected outcome was almost as satisfying.

“Where are you?” I asked, injecting concern into my voice. “I’ll come get you right away.”

Isabelle gave me her location between hiccupping sobs. I drove there immediately, parking across the street.

I watched with calculated patience as she stumbled toward my car. Even from a distance, I could see her

I mirrored her emotions perfectly, gasping in horror and shedding tears at appropriate moments. By the time she finished, we were both crying.

“You love Lucas and you’re the perfect match for him,” I continued, my voice gentle but firm. “This doesn’t change anything.”

I could see my words taking root in her fragile state. She wanted so badly to believe me.