Chapter 23 The Slap

Chapter 23: The Slap

Chapter 23: The Slap

(Elena’s POV)

I slept peacefully in the Shadow Wing Guest Suite that night. For the first time in months, I didn’t lie awake wondering when Marcus would return home.

The next morning, I encountered him at breakfast in the Great Hall. He looked tired and haggard, his usually pristine Alpha presence showing rare signs of fatigue.

Dark circles shadowed his golden eyes. His perfectly styled hair was slightly disheveled, as if he’d run his hands through it repeatedly.

Catherine Hayes brought breakfast with her usual efficiency. She glanced between us expectantly, clearly waiting for me to help serve Marcus as I always had.

But I remained seated, calmly eating my own meal. I didn’t ask about his sleep or inquire about his preferences for the day.

Catherine’s eyebrows rose slightly in surprise. She sensed the subtle tension between us, wondering if we had quarreled.

Marcus noticed my indifference immediately. His jaw tightened as he watched me ignore his presence completely.

I could feel his irritation radiating across the table. But I continued eating without acknowledging him.

Catherine approached Marcus hesitantly. “Alpha, is the breakfast not to your taste this morning?”

“I have no appetite,” he said curtly, pushing back from the table.

He left abruptly without another word. His footsteps echoed harshly against the marble floors.

Catherine watched him go with worried eyes. “Oh dear, I hope I haven’t done something wrong with the

cooking.”

She turned to me anxiously. “Do you think he’ll dock my wages?”

“The Alpha’s mood has nothing to do with your food quality,” I reassured her gently.

Catherine lingered beside my chair, clearly wanting to say more. Her maternal instincts were getting the

better of her discretion.

“Miss Elena, if I may speak freely…” she began carefully.

I looked up from my plate, giving her permission to continue.

Alpha cares about you. Otherwise he wouldn’t be so angry when you

worked for the Blackwood family for years and

our dynamics closely.

ask about his sleep and meals during breakfast,” she continued softly. “His displeasure today

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breakfast moments used to be

Marcus.

would carefully gauge his mood and try to make conversation. But

my life around him, why wasn’t

well–meaning advice. I didn’t want to

Pack Nurse Rachel approached me

Senior Healer Rivers wants to see you

nodded and made my way through the familiar corridors. The antiseptic smell of

sprayed with water. Oliver Rivers stood

you, bad woman!” he laughed gleefully, pumping the

my skin.

the urge to discipline the unruly child. But I restrained myself, knowing

expression perfectly

treat guests,” she

satisfaction.

“I’m so sorry about

need,” I declined, pulling

Oliver continued giggling behind the desk. His

my nerves.

to leave, Sophia’s

I hope you remember that I’m your supervisor now,” she said

granted her. The reminder of my

wound.

perked up with excitement. “Mommy, can

turned predatory. “What a

directly at me, her eyes gleaming with malicious intent. “Elena, would you mind buying a

me and Marcus’s son?”

son” was deliberate and cutting. She was flaunting their relationship as a family unit in front of the legitimate

Chapter 23. The Slap

me by highlighting my childless status. The implication that she had given

affected by her provocation, I remained calm.

composed response clearly frustrated her. She had

left her office and returned to my own workspace. Instead of personally fetching the

from a dessert shop

(Sophia’s POV)

realized Elena had outsmarted me again. She had

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