After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 50: Shadows of Corruption

Chapter 50: Shadows of Corruption

(Marcus’s POV)

My car stopped under the ancient sycamore trees near the Territorial Enforcement Station. I lowered the back window, the harsh sunlight engulfing the car and me, my face obscured in shadows.

Chief Morrison hurried over from across the street. “Alpha Blackwood.” I motioned for Chief Morrison to get in the car. The ancient sycamore trees cast long shadows across the pavement, creating a natural canopy of

secrecy.

Chief Morrison walked around to the passenger side, opened the door, and sat down heavily. His face was

pale with anxiety.

“The officer on duty that day was a relative of Director Harold Thornfield’s family,” he began, his voice trembling slightly. “No matter how I questioned him, he claimed he was asleep that day and no one reported

the incident to him.”

I remained silent, letting him continue. The air conditioning hummed quietly in the background.

Chief Morrison shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “The indoor surveillance also had a maintenance record that day, and the people in the monitoring room assumed it was under maintenance.”

He wiped sweat from his forehead. “They also thought that since the prisoners were locked up together, nothing major would happen.”

Chief Morrison felt increasingly embarrassed as he spoke. He knew that such negligence could cost him his position as chief if the Northern Territory Council found out..

His career hung by a thread, and we both knew it.

I loosened my tie and turned to face him directly, “Asleep on duty, surveillance maintenance? Even if the surveillance in the detention cell is broken, shouldn’t someone be monitoring them 24 hours a day?”

My voice remained calm, but the Alpha pressure was unmistakable. “Can’t you see the reason behind these

simple oversights?”

Cold sweat trickled down Chief Morrison’s forehead. The weight of my authority pressed down on him like a

physical force.

“Harold Thornfield,” I muttered, processing the information. “Which Harold Thornfield are we talk bout?”

Chief Morrison’s voice cracked slightly. “The one from the Revenue Authority.”

I looked out the window calmly, watching the shadows dance beneath the sycamore trees. “Investigate

Harold Thornfield’s people.”

Chief Morrison’s shirt was soaked with sweat. He shivered as the air conditioning enveloped him.

He hesitated, clearly uncomfortable with what he was about to say. “Harold Thornfield has connections with

Elder Harrison.”

this concern with a wave of my hand.

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understood immediately. The hierarchy was clear, and I outranked them

(Elena’s POV)

the Northern Territory Central Healing Institute. I

working, but fate had

my desk. The official reason

to the institute.

had planned to work for one more month, but someone was clearly thwarting my plans. The

convenient to be coincidental.

methodically, emptying my healing chamber of personal items. Each item I placed

near the corridor,

get suspended because

heard it was the scandals,” another replied. “All that drama with her brother and the

from her office just as I was walking toward the exit with my

eyes, quickly

with false sympathy painted across her face. “It’s

losing such

act. “It’s

smile faltered instantly. Her mask slipped for just a moment, revealing the

past her without another word,

I passed, their gossip dying on

walked out of the institute building, my boxes heavy in

near the entrance.

stood beside the vehicle, greeting me with professional courtesy. Marcus’s face

the lowered back

timing. Why

reacted with surprising calmness. “Since you’re being transferred anyway, you should rest

better private medical center for your

covered.”

by his unexpected offer. “What are your

“I’ll

wondered what Marcus was really up to. Was he trying to

my ordinary attire. “We should go shopping for

could respond, Amber Stone opened the car door and

Shadows of

18 PORS

“You should

looked at me directly. “My father has returned. We’re going to

Ancestral Manor for dinner

the

anything and got into the car. The leather seats felt cold against my

to Silverbrook International, the largest shopping center

been to this mall with Marcus before,

shop assistants greeted us respectfully, their eyes bright

them with Alpha authority. “Help her