Chapter 12: The Trap

Chapter 12: The Trap

(Elena’s POV)

Evening shadows stretched across the Northern Territory Central Healing Institute as I finished organizing my patient files. The day’s humiliation still burned in my chest like silver polson.

Sophia appeared at my office door, carrying a stack of official documents. Her smile was sickeningly sweet

“Elena, I need you to handle something important,” she said, placing the papers on my desk. “There’s a dinner meeting tonight about the new pack medical facility construction project.”

I frowned, scanning the documents. They looked legitimate, bearing official territorial seals.

“You’ll be negotiating with territorial officials,” Sophia continued. “It’s crucial for securing funding

“Why aren’t you handling this yourself?” I asked suspiciously.

Sophia’s expression turned apologetic. “Marcus specifically said all your work now falls under my

supervision. This is part of your new responsibilities.”

My hands clenched into fists. Marcus had used his Alpha influence to place me under her authority. The

humiliation cut deeper than any physical wound.

“Fine,” I said through gritted teeth. “Where’s the meeting?”

“Silver Moon Hotel, fifth floor, private room 503, Sophia replied, her eyes gleaming with something I couldn’t

identify. “Seven o’clock sharp.”

as I approached room 503. Something felt wrong,

pushed down my instincts.

and entered, expecting to see territorial officials in business suits. Instead, several unfamiliar

to stare at me with predatory

with a crew cut and yellowed teeth blocked my path to the door. “Well, well. You’re

prettier than promised.”

through my veins. 1 think there’s been a mistake. I’m here for

a wad of cash. “We paid

sweetheart.”

documents were genuine, but the dinner was an

had orchestrated

I demanded, backing toward the

grabbed my arm. “Not so fast. We haven’t had our

their grip

empty bottle and smashed it over the blue–shirted man’s head. Glass shattered, and he howled in

Chapter 12 The Trap

from the room, my

I ran, the alcohol making me dizzy and weak.

vision swayed dangerously.

tears streaming down my face. “Help me! Please, someone

staff hurried past, their eyes averted. No

around the corner, blood trickling from his

snarled,

Nathan Sterling appeared with two bodyguards.

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