bChapter /bb183/bb: /bbCast /bbOut by /bbMy /bbLuna/bb? /b

    bChapter /b183: Cast Out by My Lunab? /b

    b(/bOlivia’s POV)

    Theodore continued, “I won’t let you down again.”

    As his words fell, a flood of reporters surged in, their cameras shing incessantly. The bright lights bblinded /bme momentarily, and I raised my hand to shield my eyes.

    Then I saw him. Matthew Kane stood behind the crowd of reporters, his tall frame unmistakable even bin the /b

    chaos.

    My heart lurched. For the sake of his political career, I couldn’t let this scandal touch him.

    I forcefully pulled my hand free from Theodore’s grip and took a step back. “How could I possibly leave my mate?” I dered, my voice firm and clear enough for every microphone ito /icatch. “Alpha Redgrave, you’re

    overthinking it.”

    Without another nce at Theodore, I turned and walked towards Matthew. He stood silently behind the crowd, his golden eyes fixed on mine.

    The reporters parted to let me through, their cameras tracking my every movement. I reached Matthew and confidently linked my arm with his.

    The cameras turned on us immediately, capturing the moment as whispers erupted among the press.

    “So it’s the ex–mate who can’t let go,” one reportermented.

    “The Alpha King and his Luna seem very much in love,” another added.

    Seizing the moment, Gamma Joric te stepped forward from behind Matthew. “Alpha King, let’s go home.”

    I held onto Matthew’s arm as we walked into the lobby, leaving the reporters blocked by pack enforcers who

    had materialized from nowhere.

    As we passed Theodore, he reached out desperately. “Olivia…”

    Before his fingers could touch me, Matthew pulled me protectively into his embrace. His arm wrapped around my waist, solid and reassuring.

    Matthew shot a cold, dismissive nce at Theodore before guiding me into the elevator.

    Nora entered behind us, cradling Aurora in her arms. The baby slept peacefully, unaware of the chaos

    outside.

    Gamma te stood guard at the elevator entrance, his imposing frame blocking Theodore from following.

    “Alpha Redgrave, this entire floor is upied by only you and our King,” Gamma te said with pointed sarcasm. His voice carried a mocking edge. “For the safety of our King and his Luna, you’ve been very

    thoughtful.”

    He gestured toward the other elevator before pressing the close button.

    Theodore’s eyes met mine through the narrowing gap, fury zing in their depths. “Matthew Kane!” he roared, mming his fist against the wall.

    The elevator doors Glid shut with a soft bding /b

    Inside bmy /bapartment, Gamma te and iFlors /ileft quietly, taking Aurore to ithe /inursery. The sterics that followed felt heavy and suffocating

    Matthew stood by the window, his hands sped behind his back.

    *Is there any wateri?/i” he asked, breaking the quiet.

    I quickly poured a ss from the kitchen and handed it to him. My fingers brushed his as he took the cup.

    I watched his long, elegant fingers close around the ss. His throat moved as he drank, and I found myself staring.

    “I’ll stay for half an hour, then we’ll leave, he said, cing the cup down on the coffee table. You can go about your business”

    I nodded quietly, but then panic struck. Myptop was still open on the dining table, its screen visible from where he sat.

    I hurried over and shut it quickly, unable to focus with his overpowering presence filling the room.

    Suddenly, Matthew spoke again. “Is this for dinner?”

    He was looking at the pizza box Theodore had brought earlier. The cardboard container sat innocuously on

    the counter.

    “No,” I said, trying to put it away.

    But he had already reached over and opened it. The message written in sauce was clearly visible: Momb, /bI love you. From Dad and Leo.

    My cheeks burned with embarrassment.

    “Leo’s homework?” Matthew asked mildly, his gaze meeting mine.

    There was something unreadable in his expressioni. /i“Aren’t you going to try some?”

    An unsettling feeling washed over me. He seemed angry, yet his expression was unnervingly calmb, /bmaking

    him impossible to read.

    “I’ll go cut it,” I offered, reaching for the box.

    Matthew caught my hand before I could touch it. With a firm pullb, /bhe drew me into hisp.

    I should have refused. I should have pulled away. But I didn’t.

    “Let Matilda continue to stay with you,” he said softly, his breath warm against my ear.

    “And don’t eat junk food. You’ve lost so much weight.”

    His words of concern made my emotional defenses crumble. The careful walls I’d built around

    began to bc/bb***/bk.

    bmy /b

    heart

    “This incident,” I began, my voice trembling slightly. “Can you handle it?b” /b

    He looked at me, and I caught a hint of relief in his eyes from my question.

    “No,” he answered honestly.

    The simple, word hit me like a physical blow. “Will it affect your territories bin /bEurope?” I pressed.

    Ghapter 183 Dani Doy by Xigrat

    bHe /bexined that because he was byoung /bbbut /bhis territories were growing rapidly, he

    bvarious /bbalphas/b. His bopponents /bwould use increasingly bruthless /bmethods to stop his expansion-

    bAs /bhe bspoke/b, his hand gently adjusted the hem of my dress. The bsimple /bgesture bmade /bme bforget /bbto /bprotest

    bI /brealized bI /bcouldn’t let him be affected by my mess. Not when he had so much at stake, olliI began, bmy /bgaze locking with his. “bI /bcan’t let you move in, but I can cooperate with you /li/ol

    1 rationalized that it was only for twenty–five days. Just twenty–five days of pretending.

    Remembering my own past regrets of sacrificing my career for Theodore, I urged him, “When ban /bbopportunity /b/divesb, /byou have to seize it so you won’t have regrets.”

    Matthew looked at me, a hint of admiration flickering in his golden eyes. “Okay,” he agreed.

    He brought up Matilda again, insisting she stay with me for protection.

    I opened my mouth to refuse, but suddenly, a sharp pain seized my abdomen. I gasped, my face turning pale as I copsed against his chest.

    The pain was intense, radiating through my lower body.

    Matthew immediately held me tighter, his hand resting on my lower stomach. “To the pack infirmary?” bhe /b

    asked, his voiceced with urgency.

    “No, don’tb, /bit’s…” I gasped, trying to pull his hand away.

    He ignored my protests, scooping me into his arms effortlessly. “You’re not allowed to eat randomly outside anymore,” he said sternly. “Matilda muste tomorrow.”

    Another wave of pain hit, and I gripped his arm, struggling to stop him from carrying me out.

    “It’s… it’s…” I stammered, mortification flooding through me.

    He leaned down, his face close to mine. “What is it?” he prompted.

    I caught a flicker of realization in his eyes, as if he already suspected.

    My face flushed a deep red as I finally managed to whisper, “I’m on my period.”

    (God’s POV)

    Matthew’s expression shifted immediately. Understanding reced concern, and something else flickered

    across his features.

    He carried her into the master bedroom and ced her gently in the en–suite bathroom before retreating

    without a word.

    When Olivia emerged in her nightgown, she found a steaming cup of moonlight herb tea waiting on the coffee table. A piece of honey candy was ced on a sticky note beside it.

    His elegant handwriting read simply: “Drink it.”

    She drank the strange–tasting brew, the bitter herbs coating her tongue. The honey candy helped mask the

    aftertaste.

    Returning to her room with herptop, she waspletely unaware that the pizza box had vanished from the

    table.

    At that moment, Matthew rang the dowel of the ip /i

    The door opened to reveal Theodors, who looked from Matthews back to the dead con

    A anger twisted Theodore’s lips. “Cast out by imy /iLunai?/ii” /i

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    * Chapter 183 Cast Out by My Luna?

    At bthat /bmoment, Matthew rang the doorbell of the apartment across the hall.

    The door opened bto /bbreveal /bTheodore, who looked from Matthew’s face to the closed bdoor /b