Chapter 63: Hidden Alliances

Chapter 6

Hidden Alliances

(Sophia’s POV)

“Sophia, are you…are you angry? I’m sorry, I just felt it wasn’t worth it for you, so I… Isabella’s voice trembled

through the phone.

I could hear the panic in her words. She realized she had said too much and was desperately trying to

backtrack.

I forced a smile, even though she couldn’t see it. “It’s okay, I know. After all, Marcus and I have been separated

for six years…

“So what if you’ve been separated for six years!” Isabella’s voice rose with indignation. “People can still get

back together after breaking up! Sister Sophia, you must work hard and strive to be my cousin’s Luna!”

“Okay.” I hung up the phone abruptly.

My smile vanished instantly. The mask I wore for Isabella fell away like shattered glass.

I turned to the mysterious werewolf lounging on my bed. His dark eyes watched me with calculating interest.

“Our collaboration still holds, doesn’t it?” I questioned him sharply. “Considering Alpha Marcus seems

unwilling to agree to Elena’s mate bond severance proposal”

The werewolf unhurriedly put on his suit jacket. His movements were deliberate and controlled.

“Our agreement remains valid,” he affirmed without hesitation.

He approached me with predatory grace. Before I could react, he pinched my cheek between his fingers.

His grip was firm but not painful. A warning disguised as affection

“But remember,” his voice dropped to a dangerous whisper “No more harming Elena. I meant what I said

before”

I smiled flirtatiously in his grasp. My body language screamed submission while my mind calculated.

“I know,” I purred sweetly

As he departed, all pretense of amusement faded from my face. The door clicked shut behind him with finality

the fact that everyone seemed to prioritize Elena. First Marcus,

the table. The deep

disappointment when she learns the truth. When she discovers that

(Elena’s POV)

I spent the morning with Margaret in the Meditation Sanctuary. The familiar ritual of transcribing the Book of Poetry brought

in the calming and focusing power of such

gracefully across the parchment.

to these practices than others in the Blackwood family. The repetitive

Marcus and Grace Burton approaching.

with Marcus’s

Luna Elena,” Grace greeted me

gaze briefly. “I was

entering to prepare the calming incense. The familiar scent of moonflower and sage would soon fill the

was there to see his grandmother. But his voice stopped

“Elena”

turned back reluctantly.

bare ring finger. “Did you talk with

“We talked about

at my ring finger. His voice carried

Ring when in front of

me. My gaze fell on Marcus’s ring finger

ring gleamed on his

brilliantly.

ring was worth a fortune. Yet Marcus had only worn it once while I wore mine for six

the mating

it in front of

I know.” I turned and

(Patricia’s POV)

the Northern Territory Central Healing Institute, Richard and I rushed to David’s side. We

cared for brought immense relief. His color looked better, and the healing equipment hummed reassuringly

moment to process everything. The sterile corridors felt

searching aimlessly.

movements erratic and confused.

beautiful face held the innocent confusion of a lost

water when I encountered her. The sight of this

Chapter 63 Hidden Alhan

stared in astonishment. There was something

head, studying me with equal fascination. Suddenly,

strength.

you seen my Sweetheart?” she asked

Hayes and several medical staff arrived. Their

the corridor.

called out with obvious

gave Dorothea her comfort doll. She hugged it

He quickly

here,” she whispered to

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