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Chapter 98: Reunion at Moonlight Fair

(Ethan’s POV)‘

I stood at the entrance of Moonlight Fair, my eyes scanning every approaching vehicle. The pendant I’d purchased for Lily weighed in my pocket–a small token compared to the amusement park I’d built for her, but I hoped she would appreciate the personal touch.

“Any sign of them yet?” I asked Maxwell, who stood dutifully beside me.

“Not yet, Alpha King,” he replied, checking his tablet. “But Ms. Winters confirmed they’re on their way.”

I nodded, trying to calm my racing heart. After months of separation, I would finally see my daughter again. The ceramic coffee mug she had made–with its childish drawings and “I DAD!” inscription–had shattered something inside me when I discovered it among Olivia’s

things. How had I missed the depth of my daughter’s love?

“She’ll forgive me,” I murmured, more to reassure myself than anything. “Children are resilient.”

Maxwell remained silent, his expression carefully neutral. I checked my phone again, refreshing the screen though I knew it would ring if Olivia called.

“Alpha King, I believe that’s Ms. Winters‘ car approaching now,” Maxwell said, pointing to a

familiar vehicle turning into the parking area.

My heart leaped. I straightened my jacket and ran a hand through my hair, suddenly

concerned with my appearance. Would Lily recognize me? Would she be happy to see me?

As Olivia’s car pulled up to the curb, I rushed forward, unable to contain my eagerness. I

reached for the back door handle, calling out with uncharacteristic tenderness.

“Lily…”

The door swung open, revealing an empty child seat.

I froze, staring at the vacant space where my daughter should have been. Confusion gave way

to fury in an instant. I slammed the door shut with enough force to dent the frame, the metal

groaning under my strength.

“Where is she?” I demanded, rounding on Olivia as she emerged from the driver’s side. “Where is our daughter?”

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Olivia’s face remained impassive, her emerald eyes cold as winter frost. “Ethan Stone, you

can’t even handle one instance of this? Have you ever considered how many times you’ve

disappointed Lily in the past five years?”

Her words struck me like a physical blow. I took a step back, momentarily stunned by the

accusation.

“What are you talking about?” I growled, fighting to maintain control of my temper. “I built this

entire amusement park for her! I’ve been trying to make amends!”

“Make amends?” Olivia laughed, the sound hollow and bitter. “Do you have any idea how many

times Lily waited for you, just like you’re waiting now?”

She stepped closer, her voice dropping to a whisper that somehow cut deeper than any shout.

“Do you know how many times she sat by the window, watching for your car, only for you to

never show up?”

I swallowed hard, unwilling to acknowledge the truth in her words. “That’s different. I was busy with pack business-”

“Pack business,” Olivia interrupted. “That’s what I told her too. That her father was an

important Alpha with responsibilities to the pack.”

Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “And do you know what she said? She said she understood. At five years old, Ethan. She understood that her father was too busy for her.”

Something twisted painfully in my chest. I remained silent, unable to form a response.

“She saved her allowance for you,” Olivia continued, her voice breaking slightly. “She kept her little coins in a jar labeled ‘For Daddy’s Work.‘ She thought if she could help with your expenses, maybe you’d have more time for her.”

The image of a small jar filled with coins–a child’s meager savings offered up to an absent father–made my throat constrict.

“She tried so hard to be good,” Olivia said, each word driving deeper into my conscience. “She thought if she was more obedient, less demanding, you might want to spend time with her.”

I turned away,

unable to bear the weight of her gaze. “Enough, Olivia.”

“No, not enough,” she insisted. “You wanted to see Lily? Then you need to understand what

you did to her.”

She stepped in front of me, forcing me to look at her. “She would save her treats from the training den for you. Did you know that? The other pups would eat their venison jerky and

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moonberry cookies right away, but not Lily. She always saved half, wrapped it carefully in a napkin, and put it in her backpack.”

“For me?” I asked, my voice barely audible.

“For you,” Olivia confirmed. “She’d say, ‘Daddy works so hard, he must get hungry. And she’d

wait to give them to you, but you never came home in time to receive them.”

Each revelation was like another nail in my coffin of guilt. I had no defense, no justification for

my neglect.

“And her birthday,” Olivia continued, her voice trembling with emotion. “Do you remember what

you promised her for her birthday?”

I closed my eyes, the memory surfacing unwillingly. “I promised to take her to Moonlight Fair.”

“Yes,” Olivia nodded. “She was so excited, Ethan. For weeks, it was all she talked about. ‘Daddy and I are going to ride the carousel together. Daddy and I are going to eat cotton candy.‘ She even practiced riding on my shoulders so she wouldn’t be scared on yours.”

Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. I blinked them away, unwilling to show such

weakness in public.

“But you never showed up,” Olivia said, her own tears now flowing freely. “Because Emma had

a dance recital that day, and Victoria needed you there.”

The accusation hung in the air between us, undeniable in its truth. I had chosen Emma over

my own daughter, Victoria over my mate.

“I made a mistake,” I admitted, the words feeling inadequate even as I spoke them.

“A mistake?” Olivia’s voice rose slightly. “You broke her heart, Ethan. And it wasn’t the first

time.”

She reached into her purse and pulled out a USB drive. “Didn’t you want to see Lily? Watch

this, and I’ll take you to her immediately!”

I took the drive from her outstretched hand, my fingers trembling slightly. Whatever was on

this drive, I knew it would change everything.

“Maxwell,” I called, my voice hoarse. “Play this on the main screen.”

Maxwell nodded, taking the drive and connecting it to the control panel for the massive display screen I’d installed at the fair’s entrance. Within moments, the screen flickered to life.

The footage showed Moonlight Fair, the old one, not the grand new version I’d built. The

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timestamp in the corner confirmed what I already suspected–it was from Lily’s birthday, the day I had promised to meet her.

And there she was. My daughter, dressed in her favorite blue dress, her chestnut hair secured with the moonstone clip I’d given her for Christmas. She stood at the entrance, her small face alight with excitement and anticipation.

“Daddy will be here soon,” she told the security guard who checked on her. “He promised.”

My chest tightened as I watched her check her small watch repeatedly, her smile never faltering.

“He’s probably just stuck in traffic,” she reasoned, speaking to herself. “Or maybe he had to help someone in the pack. Daddy’s very important, you know.”

As time passed, she pulled out a sketchbook and began flipping through pages of drawings- crude but heartfelt illustrations of our family. Me, tall and strong. Olivia, smiling and kind. And Lily, small between us, holding both our hands.

“Look what I drew for Daddy,” she told a passing family, proudly displaying her artwork. “He’s going to love it!”

Hours ticked by on the timestamp. Lily’s excitement gradually dimmed, though she fought to maintain her belief that I would come.

When hunger struck, she reluctantly opened her backpack and removed a carefully wrapped package. Inside was a venison sandwich and a moonberry cookie. She ate half the sandwich and just a small bite of the cookie.

“I have to save the rest for Daddy,” she explained to no one in particular. “He works so hard, he

must be hungry too.”

As the afternoon wore on, Lily’s face grew increasingly pale. She sat on a bench near the entrance, her legs swinging, still watching the parking lot for any sign of my car.

“He’ll come,” she whispered, her voice growing fainter. “Daddy promised.”

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the screen, even as my vision blurred with tears. The weight

of my failure as a father crushed down on me with each passing moment of footage.

By evening, Lily was visibly struggling. Her normally vibrant face had grown ashen, her movements sluggish. Still, she waited, her faith in me unshaken despite all evidence to the contrary.