After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 211: Hating to See Him in Pain

Chapter 211: Hating to See Him in Pain

(God's POV)

Sophia brought the documents to the database and handed them to the manager. The sterile

fluorescent lights cast harsh shadows across the filing room as she approached the

reception desk.

The manager looked up from his computer screen, his brow furrowing in confusion. “Isn’t this supposed to be

delivered by Research Technician Irene?”

Sophia maintained her composed expression, though her heart raced beneath the surface.

“Research Technician Irene had other urgent matters to attend to. He askedto deliver

these on his behalf.”

The manager nodded slowly, accepting the explanation without further question. He

stamped the documents with practiced efficiency.

“Is Professor Andrew Kelly available today?” Sophia inquired casually, her fingers drumming

against the counter.

“Professor Kelly left for a conference yesterday,” the manager replied. “He won't be back for a

couple of days.”

Perfect. Sophia’s lips curved into a satisfied smile. The timing couldn't have been better for

her plans.

She glanced around the busy database office, watching staff members hurrying between filing cabinets and

computer terminals. A cold smile played on her lips as she observed their

oblivious dedication to their work.

None of them suspected what she had just accomplished. The copied research data was

already safely in her possession.

With deliberate calm, she turned and left the database, her footsteps echoing down the

empty corridor.

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

At the Northern Territory Central Healing Institute, | finished a complex cardiovascular surgery and stepped into

the corridor. The familiar antiseptic smell filled my nostrils as |

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The patient's family waited anxiously near the recovery ward entrance. Their faces were

etched with worry and hope.

“The surgery was successful,” | informed them, watching relief flood their expressions. “Your

father will need to remain under observation for the next forty-eight hours.”

The eldest son stepped forward, his voice thick with gratitude. “Thank you, Healer Elena. We

can’t express how grateful we are.”

| provided detailed post-operative care instructions, ensuring they understood the importance

of following the recovery protocol. After they left to see their father, | finally had a moment to

check my phone.

A message from Research Technician Irene appeared on my screen. | frowned as | read his

brief note about the database delivery.

| returned to my healing chamber, my mind preoccupied with the research data. As | passed

Hugo Ashworth’s office, voices drifted through the partially open door.

“No matter what, Elena is still a member of the Blackwood family,” a woman's voice said

sharply. “You wouldn't really fall for a mated she-wolf, would you?”

| froze mid-step, recognizing the authoritative tone. Evelyn Ashworth’s voice carried the

unmistakable edge of maternal disapproval.

My heart hammered against my ribs as | pressed closer to the door. | knew | shouldn't eavesdrop, but | couldn't

force myself to move away.

Hugo's voice responded with quiet firmness. “I don’t need the Ashworth family’s approval for my personal

feelings, Mother.”

“The Ashworth family won't interfere with your choices,” Evelyn retorted, her tone growing colder. “But Elena is

off-limits. She’s been mated and is now connected to the Blackwood

family.”

There was a pause before she continued, her voice dropping to a more serious register. “You know the history

between your father and Marcus Blackwood’s mother. We cannot afford any

complications with that family.”

My breath caught in my throat. What history? What connection existed between the

Ashworth and Blackwood families that | didn’t know about?

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Hugo's chair creaked as he shifted. “That's ancient history, Mother. It has nothing to do with the present

situation.”

“Everything has to do with the present,” Evelyn snapped. “The Blackwood family destroyed enough lives in the

past. | won't watch them destroy yours too.”

“I'm busy, Mother,” Hugo said curtly. “This conversation is over.”

| heard footsteps approaching the door and quickly stepped back. My mind reeled with the implications of what |

had just heard.

Did Hugo really have feelings for me? Or was his mother simply being overly cautious about

a professional relationship?

The door handle turned, and | hurried away before Evelyn could emerge. My thoughts churned

as | made my way back to my chamber.

(Sophia Rivers’s POV)

Meanwhile, at the Crimson Moonrise Hotel, | stepped out of the elevator onto the rooftop

level. A foreign bodyguard with cold eyes escortedtoward the pool area.

The entire rooftop had been cleared of other guests. Felix Xavier's men stood at strategic positions around the

perimeter, their predatory gazes following my every movement.

Many of them were rogues, | realized with a chill. Their wild, untamed auras made my skin

crawl with remembered fear.

The bodyguard stopped at the pool's edge. “Boss, she’s here.”

Felix Xavier emerged from the water like sancient sea predator. Water cascaded down

his muscled torso, revealing the intricate sun tattoo that covered most of his chest.

His dark eyes fixed onwith the scalculating intensity | remembered from our

previous encounters. “Sophia.”

| approached the poolside with measured steps, my hand clutching the copied research report. The paper felt

like both salvation and damnation in my grasp.

“I have what you requested,” | said, holding up the document.

Felix extended his hand expectantly, but | pulled the report back before he could grasp it. His expression

darkened immediately.

“What gare you playing now?” he asked, his voice carrying a dangerous edge.

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| took a deep breath, steeling myself for what | was about to propose. “I'll give you this report, but only if you

agree to eliminate Elena Blackwood.”

Felix’'s eyebrows rose in surprise. He repeated the nslowly, as if tasting it. “Elena

Blackwood.”

Recognition flickered in his eyes. “Marcus Blackwood'’s secretly mated Luna. Interesting.”

He studied my face with renewed interest. “What's your real motive here, Sophia? Are you

trying to set a trap for me?”

Before | could respond, his hand shot out and grabbed my throat. His fingers tightened

around my windpipe with terrifying precision.

“Are you planning to betrayagain?” he hissed, his face inches from mine. “Just like you

did before, after promising you'd never leave?”

| clawed at his hand, gasping for air. “No... | would never...”

My vision began to blur as his grip tightened. Panic flooded my system as | struggled to

breathe.

“Please...” | wheezed, my voice barely audible.

Felix releasedsuddenly, and | collapsed to the ground beside the pool. | gasped desperately, my lungs

burning as they filled with precious air.

“I will never betray you again,” | pleaded, looking up at him through tears. “You have to believe

me!”

My voice grew stronger as resentment filled my chest. | raised my disabled right hand, the

one Marcus Blackwood had crushed during our confrontation.

“Marcus Blackwood ruined my hand,” | said, my voice filled with venom. “Now | want nothing

more than to see him suffer!”

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