After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

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.”

quiet as I approached room 503. Something felt

pushed down my instincts.

to see territorial

to stare at

crew cut and yellowed teeth blocked my path to the door. “Well,

prettier than promised.”

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

crudely. One of them waved a wad of cash. “We

sweetheart.”

like a thunderbolt. The documents were

had orchestrated this

I demanded, backing toward the

arm. “Not so fast. We haven’t had our

a glass of red wine to my lips. I struggled, but their grip was too

I grabbed an empty bottle and smashed it over the blue–shirted man’s head. Glass shattered,

Chapter 12 The Trap

room, my heart

the alcohol making me dizzy and weak. My legs felt like lead, and

vision swayed dangerously.

streaming down my face. “Help

No one wanted

around the corner, blood trickling from his scalp. His eyes burned with

snarled, raising his hand

two bodyguards. His usually