Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 367

(Third person's POV)

This scene was too visually shocking. Seeing Emma's desperate pursuit, Ethan's foot on the accelerator involuntarily loosened, and the Shadow Ghost noticeably slowed down.

Emma saw a glimmer of hope, her wolf pup stirring beneath her skin. Her Daddy still loved her. He wouldn't abandon her.

She believed her dedication would surely move him. Even if Lily was his biological daughter, she was dead and could do nothing. She, however, was alive and could still win her Daddy over with sweet words and affection.

The thought gave her renewed strength. Despite the pain shooting through her small body, Emma pushed herself up from the cold ground.

Blood trickled from her chin where it had struck the pavement. Her nightgown was torn and dirty, stained with patches of crimson. But none of that mattered.

All that mattered was reaching her Daddy before he changed his mind again.

Emma crawled towards the car, crying out in pain, ignoring the scrapes and blood on her hands and knees. She focused on getting closer to Ethan's Shadow Ghost.

"Daddy... look at Emma... Emma hurts so much... Daddy..."

As the distance closed, Ethan could clearly see Emma's injuries through his enhanced werewolf vision. Her knees were scraped raw, leaving bloody trails on the pavement. Her palms were torn from dragging herself forward.

She stretched out her bloodied hands, like a wounded wolf pup seeking protection from its Daddy.

"Please... Daddy... Emma is sorry... so sorry..."

Emma knew that to gain Ethan's sympathy and forgiveness, she needed to appear pitiful. She remembered her mother's successful attempts to get Ethan's attention by feigning illness or injury.

This time, she didn't need to pretend. The pain was real, searing through her small body with each movement.

Despite the agony, she endured, hoping to regain his favor, her wolf pup whimpering beneath her skin.

"Daddy... please don't leave Emma alone... Emma will be good..."

Inside the car, Ethan's feelings were complicated. His wolf paced restlessly beneath his skin, torn between protective instinct and righteous anger.

He had genuinely cared for Emma over the years, appreciating her sweetness and attentiveness. The way she would wait for him after long pack meetings, her face lighting up when he entered a room.

However, this affection was challenged by the sight of the paper figure with Lily's name on it, now sitting on the passenger seat beside him. The memory of Emma's room and her hateful words about Lily flooded back, extinguishing any sympathy.

"I hope your spirit suffers forever!" The venom in her young voice had been unmistakable.

He felt only coldness towards someone who could curse his daughter so viciously. Seeing and hearing it firsthand was the truth.

No amount of tears or blood could erase what he had witnessed tonight.

He regretted his past indulgence and vowed not to repeat the mistake. He couldn't afford to be soft, not after knowing her true nature, not when it came to honoring the memory of the deceased Lily.

Ethan hardened his expression, steeling his heart. He would not pity Victoria or her daughter.

The brief moment of sympathy disgusted him. Any compassion for them was a sin against his true mate and daughter.

He stepped on the accelerator, the Shadow Ghost speeding away, leaving Emma's cries behind. He didn't even glance in the rearview mirror.

The car sped back to Rosewood Haven. Leaving the complex, Ethan accelerated again, and the car disappeared into the night, his wolf finally settling into grim resolve.