Chapter 10: The Silver Trop

Chapter 10: The Silver Trop

(Sophia’s POV)

I complacently tidied myself up in front of the mirror, a slight upward curve at the corner of my mouth. The seeds of doubt I had planted would soon bloom into beautiful chaos.

I glanced at the stall where Elena had been one more time before sauntering away. My plan was working perfectly

(Elena’s POV)

Not long after Sophia returned to the Crimson Moon Banquet Hall, I followed. The symposium concluded successfully, and I emerged with Nathan Sterling and two esteemed experts from the werewolf medical field

One of the experts, Elder Harrison, praised my healing skills with genuine admiration. Tve heard from Nathan that you’re a closed disciple of Professor Theodore Ashworth. You’ve mastered complex healing techniques

at such a young age.

I humbly credited my mentor. “Professor Ashworth taught me everything I know.”

Elder Harrison chuckled warmly. “You’re as modest as your teacher. That’s the mark of true excellence”

After bidding farewell to the two elders, Nathan and I headed toward the Steel Ascent. We found a crowd

gathered in the Grand Atrium, their voices rising in agitation.

Sophia stood in the center, claiming that her silver bracelet was missing. She demanded to check the

building’s surveillance footage.

“Where exactly did you lose it?” someone questioned.

Sophia feigned grievance, her voice trembling. “I’m not entirely sure, but…” She spotted me and deliberately stated, “I remember encountering Healer Elena in the Moonstone Washroom. After that, my bracelet went

missing.”

The crowd was surprised. Some of my institute colleagues expressed–disbelief.

“That can’t be right,” one whispered.

Marcus arrived, his golden eyes scanning the commotion. His Alpha presence commanded immediate

attention from everyone present.

“What’s happening here?” he inquired with authority.

was missing. Someone mentioned that Sophia claimed to be with

intense gaze fixed on me. The weight of his stare felt

“There might be a misunderstanding. Elena doesn’t seem like someone who

bracelet.”

Marcus’s expression darkened dangerously.

(Marcus’s POV)

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bristled, trying to protect Elena. However, rage consumed me

defense.

you known her to defend

I

maintaining his calm demeanor. “I always stand for what’s

before accusations.”

(Elena’s POV)

wouldn’t believe me. He would publicly humiliate me without

golden eyes staring intently at

bag to see if she

the weight of his dominance. The air grew thick

wouldn’t be appropriate to search her belongings

they should

declared firmly.

I hadn’t taken anything. His voice carried the full

his Alpha command.

allow the search. “If you truly haven’t taken

I reached for it, but Marcus stopped

clear as he told Sophia, “Search

and pulled out a diamond

at me with changed expressions. Some commented that they

that kind of person.

snarled internally. I realized Sophia had planted the bracelet

encounter in the washroom.

frame me were

she somehow

the bracelet,

permission.”

like silver daggers. Each word cut

through our mate bond. He felt an uncomfortable tug in

everyone to disperse.

looked at him in disbelief, surprised by his

my voice steady despite the chaos. “Is everyone

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