Mated To The Alpha King (Raven and Ethan) novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132

Alpha Ethan’s POV

“No… How is this possible?” My voice was barely audible, more of a whisper to myself than to anyone else. “How could she be my mate… when I’m already mated? I haven’t rejected Olivia.

She’s still alive,so how could the Moon Goddess? I stared at Raven like I was seeing her for the first time. My mind spun, my heart thundering painfully in my chest. A mate bond? With her?

“You’re surprised, right?” she said, her voice cutting through the confusion in my head like a blade. “Of course, you are. You’ve been blind to the truth for six whole years.”

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I couldn’t breathe. Everything around me felt like it was crashing down. My wolf had been acting strange for days now–more restless, snapping at Olivia, protective of Raven. But I thought it was just anger… guilt. I never imagined it was the mate bond awakening.

“You’re lying…” I said, though my voice lacked conviction.

She shook her head slowly, pity in her eyes. “No. I’m not.”

I turned sharply to Olivia. She stood frozen near the fireplace, her face pale, eyes wide, and glassy with tears. “Olivia,” I said, my voice quieter now, but laced with fury, “tell me this is a lie. Tell me she’s making it up. Tell me you are my true mate.”

She blinked, her hands trembling. “Ethan, why are you”

“Answer the damn question!” I roared, my voice thundering through the living room. The guards at the entrance flinched, the maids stopped moving, their gazes flicking nervously between us.

“We’ve been mates for six years. “That’s not what I asked!” I barked. “Are you my fated mate? My true mate?”

Her eyes welled with tears, and then the lie slipped. “Why does that matter now?”

Smack!

My hand connected with her cheek before I could stop myself. Gasps filled the room. Olivia fell backward, catching herself on the edge of the couch, her hand flying to her face.

“Now tell me,” I growled through clenched teeth, the taste of betrayal on my tongue. “Am. I. Your. True. Mate?”

The tears fell freely now. She nodded slowly. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, we are actual mates. The spell just… helped you see what you

“And who helped you cast that spell, Olivia?” Raven asked, stepping forward, her voice fierce and loud. “Tell them. Or should I?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Olivia muttered.

Raven scoffed. “Liar.”

“I’m not lying!” Olivia shrieked, voice breaking. “You were always the mistake! Always the problem! Father he❞

“Father?” I cut in sharply. “What the hell does my father have to do with this?”

Raven turned to me, and for the first time, there was sorrow in her eyes. “Not your father. Ours.”

My knees almost buckled. “What… what did you just say?”

needed to see.”

“Olivia and I,” she said slowly, voice barely holding steady, “we share the same father, different mothers. He kept me a secret. The unwanted daughter. But he made sure to crown Olivia the golden child.”

“No, I whispered. “No, this can’t be true.”

Raven went on, relentless. “When we had our coming of age ceremonies, your name appeared on my arm. My wolf recognized you. But Father paničkić, He said I was never meant to be Luna.

That she,” she pointed at Olivia, “was the better choice. So he locked me away. Isolated me. Then he and Olivia visited a witch.”

My chest constricted.

“They cast a spell on your wolf,” she said. “The spell blocked your bond to me and redirected your instincts toward her. It wasn’t real, Ethan. None of it was. You were meant for me.”

I stumbled back, shaking my head. “No. That’s not possible. That’s not“.

But it made sense. Every crack, every doubt, every time my wolf recoiled from Olivia in recent months. The growing pull toward Raven. The guilt, the dreams, the unexplainable anger. It had been my instincts screaming at me. Trying to wake me up.

I turned slowly to Olivia, who was now sobbing uncontrollably. “You’ve been deceiving me. For six years.”

She collapsed to her knees, her voice broken. “I did it for us. I loved you I love you, Ethan. I couldn’t let you go. I couldn’t lose you to her!”

“You never had me!” I snarled.

I stepped back as guards moved forward instinctively. I raised a hand. “Don’t touch her,” I said coldly. “Not yet.”

I turned my back to her and walked toward Raven. I stopped a few feet away from her. “You knew this the whole time?”

She nodded, but didn’t gloat. “I suspected… but it was only recently that Clara told me the spell was wearing off and today a good witch I saved helped me and that’s why your wolf could recognise me

I clenched my jaw. “And you didn’t think to tell me earlier?”

“I wanted proof. I wanted to be certain. I didn’t want to fight a Luna and an Alpha for nothing.”

And perhaps who would believe a maid over his mate and Luna.

My breathing was ragged. Everything I’d believed was a lie. Six years of memories, six years of choosing the wrong person. Six years of feeling like something was off.

I turned to the guards. “Take her to her room. Lock the door. No one is to visit her.

Olivia screamed. “Ethan, please! Don’t do this to me. I love you!”

But I didn’t look back. I couldn’t.

As the guards dragged her out, I felt the eyes of everyone in the room. Shock. Confusion. Sympathy. Fear.

I turned at staged at Reven, who was being to walk away wait Reven I called out to her, following her from behind. What do you want, Ethan? she said as she turned to fave me, arms crossed

“Wait… Raven,” I said, trying to catch my breath. My voice was uneven, too soft to be commanding, too desperate to be proud.

She turned to face me, arms crossed tightly over her chest, eyes cold and unreadable. “What do you want, Ethan?”

I swallowed hard. The storm inside me hadn’t calmed; it had only begun. My world was crumbling, but she stood there, calm and unyielding, like the storm couldn’t touch her anymore.

“I’m sorry,” I said. The words came out more broken than I expected. “For everything. For what you’ve gone through. For the pain I didn’t see. For not recognizing you.”

She laughed short and bitter. “Save your sympathy, Alpha. I don’t need it. I survived without you. I’m fine.”

“I didn’t mean it like that. I mean…” I paused, trying to find the words. “I was blind. I let myself be blind. And I want to make it right.”

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