30 Days to Freedom: Abandoned Luna is Secret Shadow King novel Chapter 251

: I Don’t Want to Leave Him–2

(Third–person’s POV)

At his soft plea, she lowered her gaze and nodded. The next moment, his lips were on hers in a passionate kiss.

Finally, he had made another step forward. Each kiss was a victory, each touch a claim.

Matthew took Olivia to the Grand Assembly Hall for a banquet welcoming foreign Alpha dignitaries and introduced her to the most important Elder Council leader. The elder, a man of grace and restraint, spoke to her like a kind father.

“Young wolves make mistakes, as long as you learn from them. It hasn’t been easy for him to get here. It must have been hard for you to accompany him.”

The elder’s kind words brought tears to her eyes. She had not expected such warmth.

As Olivia sat watching Matthew move through the crowd, she was struck by his brilliance. He was fluent in multiple languages, able to converse with any Alpha or Luna.

He commanded respect without demanding it. Every gesture spoke of natural authority.

Half an hour flew by, and after the elders departed, Matthew, smelling faintly of moonlight wine, came to her. He pressed her left ring finger, where the jade ring sat, his voice hoarse

from the wine.

“Want to go?”

“Can we?” she asked, looking up at him and gripping his hand. The light above him made him seem even more dashing.

He rarely drank at such occasions, but he had tonight. Perhaps to calm his nerves.

“Yes,” he said, pulling her up and wrapping his arm around her waist as they walked out.

As many gazes had coveted him earlier, just as many now lingered on them. She tried not to listen but still heard the whispers.

“What charm does she have… to make the Alpha King so utterly bewitched?”

The jealousy in those voices was sharp as knives. But Matthew seemed oblivious to it all.

In the car, he told the driver, “Go pick up the pups.”

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Olivia, sitting by the window, felt his hand on her waist slowly slip away. She turned to see he was affected by the moonlight wine, his eyes gently closed.

His face was peaceful in sleep. The harsh lines of authority softened.

She loosened his tie and the top two buttons of his shirt. Cradling his handsome face, she studied him for a long time before burying her face in his shoulder, tears silently rolling down her cheeks.

Victoria Kane’s words flooded her mind: “[I know your health is not good. A limited life should be for someone worthy. Just be Matthew’s Luna, okay? Olivia, I’m begging you, he can’t live without you.]”

And then, the most vicious words she had ever spoken: “[If you think you’re holding him back, it won’t be for too long, will it? It’s okay if you don’t have more pups.]”

The cruelty of those words still cut deep. Victoria knew exactly how to wound her.

She had always wanted to leave him. She couldn’t have any more children. She didn’t want to go through a life–and–death struggle for anyone again.

She wanted to live longer, to be with Leo and Aurora. But now, she couldn’t leave.

Yet, she didn’t want to die in his arms, to suffer the agony of separation. She had stayed with her mother in her final days, personally sending her into the healing chamber, from which she

never returned.

The living always suffer more than the dead. She knew this truth too well.

Matthew opened his eyes and saw her reddened eyes and the pearly tears. “What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice raspy with drink. “Did I neglect you?”

Olivia shook her head, suppressing her sorrow. “No, I also cry when I’m happy.”

Her voice was soft, afraid to disturb the peaceful moment.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, a smile in his voice as he wiped her tears. “That’s not a good habit. You should change it.”

“Okay,” she replied obediently, nestling against him.

They arrived at a children’s restaurant. As the staff opened the door, Olivia was shocked to see Theodore, dressed in a clown costume, with her son and daughter.

Her blood ran cold. How had he found them?

He twisted a balloon into a rabbit and handed it to Aurora, who squealed with delight.

“Look, Mommy! The clown made me a bunny!”

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Spotting them, Aurora ran over and threw her arms around Olivia. “Morn, I’ve been waiting for you for so long!”

The force of the hug made Olivia stumble, but Matthew held her steady. Aurora then hugged Matthew’s leg.

“Dad, I love the clown you prepared! He can juggle, tell jokes, and do magic tricks.”

Matthew’s jaw tightened. He had not arranged for any clown.

Matthew bent down and picked Aurora up, his calm gaze falling on Leo, who looked sad and a little guilty. “I’m glad you like it,” Matthew replied softly.

Leo’s eyes were red–rimmed. He had been crying.

Aurora leaned against his shoulder and whispered, “Dad, you’re amazing, you won Mom back,” and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Matthew’s expression softened. He reached out to Leo. “Leo, come hold your sister. It’s time to go home.”

Leo’s gaze fell on a gift box on the table, already opened to reveal a model wolf figurine.

The figurine was beautifully crafted. Clearly expensive.

“Your things, I’ll help you carry them,” Matthew said in a gentle tone.

Leo’s tense expression eased, and he walked over to take Aurora. Nora and the nanny followed them out.

“Go on, I’ll be right out,” Matthew said softly to Olivia, stroking her hair.

The tension in her shoulders relaxed, and she turned and left.

The glass door of the restaurant swung shut, the bell above tinkling. Through the window, Matthew watched his beloved Luna and the pups walk towards the armored vehicle at the

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