After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

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Chapter 127: Confrontation and Control

Chapter 127: Confrontation and Control

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

“Are you crazy?” | confronted Marcus with fierce defiance when he attempted to restrainagain.

His golden eyes flashed dangerously. “Are you more crazy than me?”

| laughed recklessly, the sound echoing off the suite walls. “I'm merely cooperating with your desire to confine

me.”

In a moment of desperate rebellion, | pressed myself against him. His muscles tensed into defensive barriers

beneath my touch.

As | trembled and pressed closer, Marcus's initial indifference transformed into resistance. He grasped my

hands firmly, holdingin his embrace.

“Stop making trouble, okay?” he pleaded, his voice strained.

| retorted bitterly, “You confinedwithout asking for reasons. You treatlike livestock by not even

allowingto wear clothes.”

My voice cracked with emotion. “What right do you have to call my behavior ‘making trouble?”

| felt the heavy rise and fall of his chest against mine. Marcus finally released me, his breathing ragged.

“I'll have someone prepare another bowl of venison broth,” he said hoarsely before leaving without ret

Amber Stone brought hot venison broth and tried to persuadeto drink it. | remained motionless v

closed eyes, refusing to acknowledge her presence.

“Luna, actually Alpha Marcus just wants to see your compliance, whether genuine or fake,” Amber offered

meaningful advice.

She continued carefully, “At least don’t make things difficult for yourself. The more guarded you are against

him, the more unwilling he becomes.”

Her voice grew softer. “Conversely, if you act like before, it might be more beneficial for you.”

After delivering this counsel, Amber departed. | stared at the bowl of broth, contemplating her words in the

suffocating silence.

(God's POV)

Three days passed without Elena returning to the healing institute. Dr. Edmond Fisher noticed her absence

and rushed to Hugo Ashworth’s office.

“Where is Elena?” Edmond demanded answers. “Is she ill?”

Hugo remained evasive, though he suspected the reason. His jaw tightened as he avoided Edmond’s

searching gaze.

“I'm surprised you can resist caring about her,” Edmond expressed his disbelief.

Hugo replied coldly, “She has an Alpha mate and doesn’t need my concern.”

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Edmond leaned forward with interest. “Her mating bond is failing and severance seems imminent. There might

be opportunities to swing the hoe well to topple any wall.”

“What about the one guarding the wall?” Hugo countered.

Edmond shrugged. “If the wall collapsed, guarding it would be meaningless.”

After Edmond left, Hugo checked his phone. Elena hadn't replied to his messages from three days ago.

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

Meanwhile, | dined alone in the Great Hall. | was no longer confined, and Marcus had Amber Stone provide me

with entirely new clothing while disposing of my old garments.

My phone remained confiscated, cuttingoff from the outside world.

When Marcus returned before noon, he foundwatching television on the sofa. A comedy played on screen,

but I didn’t laugh.

Upon seeing him, | addressed him formally. “Alpha.”

He noticed my transformation immediately. Instead of my usual light, modest colors, | wore a dark green

velvet slip dress.

The fabric madeappear both charming and sensual. When he inquired about lunch, Amber reported that my

appetite had improved over the past two days.

As Marcus prepared to return to the bedroom, | suddenly reached out. My fingers grasped his sleeve, stopping

him in his tracks.

“When can | return to the institute?” | asked, explaining my concern about prolonged absence from work.

“Are you so eager to return?” he questioned, his voice guarded.

| clarified my relationship with Hugo carefully. “Professor Ashworth and | are merely colleagues with

romantic involvement you suspect.”

My voice grew steadier. “I admitted to lying to Amber Stone about living with Hugo. The deception wasn’t

directed at you.”

In response to my honesty, he asked unexpectedly, “Do you want to attend an auction?”

ne

That evening, Marcus broughtto the Moonstone Auction House. While Amber Stone took her seat in the Elite

Viewing Gallery, he escortedto the exclusive Shadow Veil Private Box.

These private chambers were equipped with screens linked to the main auction display. Distinguished pack

leaders could observe all items and prices from their secluded vantage point.

In the Second Floor Corridor, we encountered the Head of Howell Family and his mate. Mrs. Howell noticed my

beauty and graceful demeanor as | politely nodded in acknowledgment.

My attention was drawn to a familiar figure among the well-dressed pack members. Hugo Ashworth stood near

the elevator, impeccably groomed in formal attire.

He was surrounded by other wealthy werewolves engaged in animated conversation. When our eyes met, Hugo

looked atbriefly before discretely averting his gaze.

He approached our group with measured steps. The Head of Howell Family expressed surprise at seeing him.

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*Professor Ashworth! | didn’t expect to see you at the auction. You usually show no interest in such social

events.”

Hugo replied casually, “Just for fun tonight.”

He then addressed Marcus directly. “I haven't had the opportunity to visit you properly during your extended

stay in Riverside City.”

The tension escalated when Hugo askeddirectly, “Healer Elena, don’t you plan to return to the institute?”

| lowered my eyes carefully. “I'll return once my health improves.”

Diana inquired about my condition with concern. | smiled weakly and nodded in response.

Hugo pressed further, his voice sharp. “Is it truly due to illness, or sother reason?”

Sensing the underlying conflict, Sebastian and Diana found an excuse to leave. The atmosphere grew thick

with unspoken tension.

Marcus laughed coldly. “Professor Ashworth seems very concerned about my Luna?”

Hugo frowned, justifying his concern. “Given the relationship between my grandfather and Elena, it’s

necessary.”

Marcus possessively wrapped his arm around my waist. “Rest assured with your grandfather - | can take

good care of my mate.”

To prevent Hugo from escalating the conflict with Marcus on my behalf, | interrupted quickly.

“Professor Ashworth, the auction is about to begin. I'll go in with my Alpha first.”

My deliberate use of “my Alpha” stirred something unusual in Marcus's heart. After Hugo acknow ed and

departed toward his own box, Marcus pulledinto our Shadow Veil Private Box.

Without warning, he grasped my wrist and drewinto his embrace. His substantial hand rested on the

back of my neck as he lowered his head.

His distinguished lips and nose were mere inches from mine. In a low, intense voice, he demanded, “Who

taught you to callthat?”

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