Chapter 100: Traces of the Luna Found at the Airport
Chapter 100: Traces of the Luna Found at the Airport
(Evelyn’s POV)
Leo tried to open his eyes, but saw my face instead of his mother’s. The disappointment in his small features was
heartbreaking.
“Not mom!” he whispered weakly.
“Auntie, let me hold Leo,” I offered gently, stepping closer. “I think he really needs to see a healer.”
Eleonora nodded, her face etched with worry. But before I could touch Leo, the boy slapped my hand away with surprising
force.
“You’re a bad auntie too! Don’t touch me!” Leo cried out, his chest heaving as he clutched his grandmother’s clothes. “I
want my mommy!”
At seven years old, his sense of right and wrong was crystal clear. My hand froze in mid–air, anger flaring inside me.
Even after leaving, Olivia still managed to compete with me for the affection of both father and son. I couldn’t understand
what was so special about her.
Despite my own pack, the Croft Family, being driven to bankruptcy by Theodore, I didn’t hate them. Instead, I came to
show concern.
Eleonora was clearly cautious toward me. It was understandable with her son lying half–dead in the ICU, she couldn’t risk
anything happening to her grandson.
She politely refused my help and arranged for pack enforcers to escort them to the medical room.
I watched them leave, my jaw clenched tight. Then I made my way to find Rosalie.
The little girl was sitting alone in the sanctuary’s common room, her dark eyes distant. As usual, I began to subtly influence the pup.
“You are your father’s pup,” I whispered, kneeling beside her. “He could never abandon you. When he wakes up and
misses you, he will take you back to the pack house.”
Rosalie, adept at reading people despite her young age, looked up at me with calculating eyes. “When that time comes, I’ll
tell Daddy I want Auntie Evie to be my new mommy.”
Now, only I was kind to her. Two years after her father had separated her from her mother, she had never seen Clara again.
“Auntie Evie, do you know where my mommy is?” Rosalie asked hopefully, her small voice breaking slightly.
I also wanted to know where Theodore had locked Clara away. I had been searching for months without success.
“Your mommy will come to see you soon,” I reassured the girl, though I had no idea if it was true.
(God’s POV)
At the Crimson Infirmary, when the test results came back, Eleonora stared at the papers in horror. Her worst fear had
come true.
Leo had inherited Olivia’s weakened heart condition from the strain of the broken mate bond. The genetic markers were unmistakable.
She looked through the glass at Theodore’s pale, deeply comatose face in the ICU. An immense sense of panic and
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Suddenly, the heart monitor began to shriek. Medical staff rushed into the room, and a flurry of emergency equipment surrounded Theodore’s bed.
Eleonora was consumed by regret. For demanding an heir. For using wolfsbane to drug her son. For everything that had led to this moment.
All she wanted now was for her family to be whole again. For her son to be alive. For her dear Olivia to be back. For her grandson to be safe.
Through a blur of tears, Eleonora watched as a healer’s cold scalpel cut into her son’s throat. She saw the blood well up around the emergency breathing tube.
Then she heard the monitor let out a long, final beep as the line went flat. She collapsed in despair, her knees hitting the cold hospital floor.
One year later, at Stonehaven City’s airport, a different scene was unfolding.
“My Queen, it’s for you. How did the call get through to my phone?” Gina, the assistant, handed the vibrating phone to the elegant woman in front of her.
“They haven’t seen you for just a few hours, they’re so eager,” Gina teased.
The woman, Olivia, took the phone calmly. Her appearance had changed – she looked more confident, more regal than before.
“I’ve arrived,” she said into the phone.
A man’s gentle, calm voice replied, “Mm.” He continued with formal instructions, “Alpha White has sent someone to pick you up. The contact information is with Gina. Call them if you can’t find them.”
He then added in his clear, serene voice, “Don’t worry about Aurora.”
Olivia replied softly through their bond, “With you here, of course, I’m not worried.”
The man’s voice was faint, “Remember to keep your phone on.”
“Mm.” Olivia returned the phone to Gina.
The assistant teased her, “Is he being a block of wood and making you angry again? I can’t believe you agreed to accept his mate mark!”
“Nosy,” Olivia replied, her fingers gently stroking a simple silver ring on her ring finger. She followed the staff to a waiting
car.
They were heading to The Moonstone Summit Hotel to meet with Alpha White.
At that moment, a group of men in suits emerged from the arrivals gate. The leader, nearly 190cm tall, was Theodore.
His handsome face was cold, and his presence was overwhelmingly oppressive. Dark circles under his eyes spoke of sleepless nights and endless searching.
“Alpha Theodore,” a sweet voice called out.
A gorgeously dressed, seductive she–wolf, Seraphina, approached him with practiced grace. “I’ve been waiting for you forever. Let’s go eat.”
She reached for his arm, but he shot her a cold glare. Her hand stopped mid–air.
She had forgotten his aversion to being touched. The pack enforcer captain stepped in quickly.
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“Miss Vance, our Alpha is in a hurry to see Alpha White,” he said diplomatically.
Boasting about her uncle’s connections, Seraphina happily made a call. She arranged to meet in private dining room 808
at The Moonstone Summit Hotel.
In private dining room 808, Alpha White was enthusiastically greeting his guest.
“Queen Olivia, I’m so glad you’re finally here! These lawless rogue hackers have caused us so much trouble. You must
help us.”
Olivia replied seriously, “Alpha White, rest assured, we will do everything in our power to catch the suspects. I plan to
create a trapping system…”
Just then, the door was pushed open with unnecessary force.
“What important guest is making Uncle Alistair neglect me and making me wait? I refuse to wait!” Seraphina’s arrogant voice announced her arrival.
The tall figure of Theodore followed behind her, his dark eyes immediately scanning the room.
Seeing that Alpha White had other guests, Olivia rose gracefully with Gina. “We’ll wait for you next door.”
As Theodore entered, his peripheral vision caught the side profile of a woman in a white shirt and jeans. She was disappearing through another door.
As Seraphina began her introductions, Theodore’s pupils suddenly constricted. His eyes turned a blood–red as his wolf Logan stirred violently within him.
He strode swiftly toward the other door and rushed out, but the corridor was empty. Only the faint scent of moonflowers
lingered in the air.
The pack enforcer captain’s voice came from behind him, urgent and breathless.
“Alpha, we’ve found traces of Luna at the airport!”
