After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 3: Broken Bonds

Chapter 3 Broken Bonds

(Marcus’s POV)

Just as I was about to release Sophia from my protective embrace, she grabbed my arm. Her fingers. trembled against my skin.

“Marcus, I’m still not feeling well. Can you accompany me to get some moonlight herbs?” she asked weakly.

I frowned, my eyes shifting away from Elena’s disappearing figure. Something twisted in my chest as t watched my mate walk away, her shoulders rigid with hurt.

“Of course,” Irumbled softly, acknowledging Sophia’s request.

We walked to the Moonstone Apothecary in silence. My mind kept drifting back to Elena’s cold expression, the way she’d called me “Alpha” with such formal distance.

Sophia noticed my distraction. She smiled cautiously, her voice hesitant.

“Marcus, I need to ask you something important.”

I turned to her, waiting.

“Could you help get Oliver enrolled in Crescent Ridge Academy? He needs proper pack documentation, and I was hoping you could temporarily register him under your pack name.” She quickly added, “It would only be temporary and kept secret from the other pack members.”

I stared at her, my wolf Logan stirring uneasily within me. Logan always recognized Elena as his mate, which was against my own feelings.

The wolfs restlessness made my jaw clench.

(Sophia’s POV)

I avoided Marcus’s intense gaze, worried I had overstepped.

“Have I offended you?” I asked worriedly.

Marcus’s expression darkened. “Putting Oliver under my direct pack lineage isn’t appropriate.”

My heart sank, but he continued.

“However, I could arrange for my grandmother, Margaret Blackwood, to adopt him as a step–grandson within the Blackwood bloodline.

I was shocked. This would make Oliver the same generation as Marcus within the pack hierarchy. The implications were staggering

Marcus pressed forward, his Alphá authority seeping into his voice. “Are you unwilling?”

I hid my calculating thoughts behind a mask of gratitude. This could elevate my position within the Shadow

Moon Pack through my son’s connection to the Blackwood lineage.

“No, I’m honored by your generosity,” I agreed, feeling both resentful and hopeful

(Elena’s POV)

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our shared den all

I would leave the moonstone lanterns lit for him. Not

came back or not.

I encountered Sophia and

moved to pass them,

Elena,” she addressed

paused, my wolf Cora bristling slightly. “What

expression was carefully concerned.

question. “That’s

her side. “I’m also heading to the Central Healing Institute after dropping

paused, her voice casual. “He spent

through our strained mate bond like silver.

have my own

for my arm. I forcefully

fell to

fall and pushed me with surprising strength for a

“Bad woman!” he shouted

to the ground. Oliver stomped on it repeatedly with deliberate malice,

instincts flared. I pulled Oliver away from my phone, causing the boy to fall

arrived in his sleek black vehicle. His wolf’s presence immediately filled the space as

called, genuine concern momentarily betraying

to Marcus through

Oliver for injuries while confronting me. “You shouldn’t take your anger out on an

pup”

fought to maintain my composure. “You’re ignoring the fact that

was just

displeasure. “You’re overreacting by confronting a

wounded by his blatant favoritism.

questioned sarcastically through our mate bond. “Would a young pup fabricate lies to frame

mate, Healer Elena?”

Chapter 3 Broken

distrust I realized the

was my misfortune,” I

to leave, Marcus’s Alpha command stopped me in my

his tone slightly. “Apologize to Oliver. He’s

Cora snarled within me. I turned back to

cameras mounted beneath the moonstone lanterns

shows I was at fault, I apologize. But if it proves

to false accusations.”

left without another word,

(Sophia’s POV)

diverted Marcus’s attention, worried about what

Elena didn’t act with malicious

take Oliver to Crescent Ridge Academy. He’s about

late for enrollment.”

Thompson. You should escort Oliver yourself. All arrangements have

his vehicle and drove

watched Marcus’s car disappear, squeezing Oliver’s hand tightly enough to make him whimper in

with cold calculation. “You did