After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 157: Confrontation and Truth

Chapter 157: Confrontation and Truth

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

Isabella approachedwith Oliver Rivers beside her, both wearing expressions that made my stomach clench

with foreboding. The evening breeze carried tension as thick as the jasmine scent from the gardens.

“Oliver, say hello to Aunt Elena,” Isabella encouraged with false sweetness.

The young pup immediately hid behind Isabella’s skirt, refusing to acknowledge me. His small hands gripped the

fabric tightly.

Isabella laughed with mock embarrassment. “Oliver is spoiled by Alpha Marcus. He only speaks to people within

the Shadow Moon Pack’s inner circle.”

She leaned down to stroke Oliver's hair with theatrical affection. “Isn’t that right, little one?”

My jaw tightened as | recognized her manipulation tactics. This wasn’t a casual encounter.

Isabella’s voice turned provocatively sweet. “Elena, how would you feel about becoming Oliver's stepmother if

Marcus adopted him?”

The question hit like a slap. | kept my expression neutral despite the anger building inside me.

“Oliver,” Isabella continued her performance, “would you want Elena as your mother?”

The pup’s voice rang out with fierce determination. “I have a mother!”

His declaration echoed across the stone terrace. Isabella’s smile faltered for just a moment.

| saw through her gcompletely. She wanted to create discomfort, to makejealous of Marcus's

attention to another woman's child.

“I have no interest in helping others raise pups,” replied coldly. “Unlike Marcus, who seems to enjoy being a

father to other wolves’ children.”

Isabella’s eyes flashed with triumph. “Using reverse psychology won't work on me.”

She stepped closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “You're clinging to Marcus while talking about severing your

mate bond.”

| turned to face her fully, my patience finally snapping. “Why don’t you ask Marcus directly who's refusing the

bond severance?”

Without waiting for her response, | walked away in frustration. The sound of my footsteps echoed against the

manor’s stone walls.

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

| stood by the window in the Shadow Archives, smoking as | watched the entire confrontation unfold below.

My enhanced Alpha senses caught every word exchanged on the terrace.

Isabella burst through the door moments later, her face flushed with indignation.

“Marcus, is it true that you're refusing to sever the mate bond with Elena?” she demanded.

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| took another drag from my cigarette, not bothering to turn around. “You deliberately brought Oliver to her

Isabella’s voice rose defensively. “I was just trying to help you see reason!”

She began pacing behind me, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. “Despite Elena’s beauty, she

lacks proper pack lineage.”

“She can’t match your status as Alpha,” Isabella continued her argument. “A mating alliance with the

Whitmore family’s newly found daughter would be more advantageous.”

| finally turned to face my cousin, crushing the cigarette in the crystal ashtray. “You should meet the Whitmore

daughter first before making such judgments.”

Isabella’s brow furrowed with confusion. “What do you mean?”

| smiled cryptically, saying nothing more. Struths were better discovered than explained.

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

Back at Darkwood Lodge, | collapsed onto the plush sofa in my suite. The confrontation had drained me

emotionally.

| pulled out my phone and composed a text message to Marcus - the first | had sent him in months.

“I'm not feeling well and left early. Please make my excuses to Margaret.”

My finger hovered over the send button before | pressed it. The message felt strange after so much silence

between us.

Almost immediately, my phone buzzed with a message from Adrian Whitmore. “When will you return to

Riverside City?”

| typed back quickly. “Why do you ask?”

“One of your patients is looking for you,” Adrian replied. “Someone with the surnParker.”

My pulse quickened with interest. “William Parker?”

“The same,” Adrian confirmed. “He toldabout the ‘real and fake daughter’ situation.”

His next message carried a hint of humor. “Quite the identity confusion surrounding our family’s lost pup,

wouldn't you say?”

| stared at the screen, my heart racing. Adrian was clearly aware of the truth about Sandy Parker's false

identity.

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

The dinner atmosphere at the Blackwood Ancestral Manor was suffocating with tension. Margaret Blackwood sat

rigidly in her chair, refusing to touch her food.

“This meal was prepared for Elena, she stated coldly. “Whom Isabella drove away with her actions.”

Isabella’s face reddened with frustration. “I don’t understand what's so special about her!”

Margaret's eyes blazed with fury. “Your small-minded scheming brings shto our ancient lineage!”

She turned her wrath toward Diana Blackwood. “I know about your pathetic schinvolving the Whitmore

family’s heir.

Diana’s composure finally cracked under the verbal assault. “My harsh treatment due to my humble pack origins

madedetermined to secure a better future for my daughter!

Her voice broke with years of suppressed pain. “You have no idea what it’s like to be looked down upon

constantly!

Margaret dismissed her justifications with a wave of her hand. “Such methods only bring disgrace to the

Blackwood name.”

The elderly matriarch stood abruptly, her chair scraping against the floor. I've lost my appetite completely”

She left the dining room in anger, her footsteps echoing down the hallway. The remaining family members

sat in uncomfortable silence.

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

While the Blackwood family dealt with internal conflict, Elena was enjoying herself at a street food stall She sat

on a plastic stool, eating barbecue skewers with obvious pleasure.

Amber Stone spotted her while drivingback from the Blackwood Consortium. “Alpha, isn’t that Elena?”

| looked through the tinted window and felt my chest tighten. Elena was laughing and chatting with two young

werewolves who were clearly asking for her contact information.

Jealousy consumedlike wildfire. | got out of the car before Amber could stop me.

The young males immediately sensed my Alpha authority as | approached. Their casual confidence evaporated

instantly.

“She’s my mate,” | declared coldly, my voice carrying unmistakable possession.

Both wolves apologized hastily and fled the scene. Elena looked up atwith a mixture of annoyance and

resignation.

| sat down beside her on the empty stool, ignoring the curious stares from other customers.

“You could have ordered room service at the lodge,” | said, concern evident in my voice.

Elena set down her skewer and faceddirectly. “Why are you interfering?”

| met her gaze steadily, my golden eyes reflecting the streetlight. “I'm worried about you.”

We locked eyes, the unspoken emotions of our failing mate bond hanging heavy between us.

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