Chapter 68: The Final Severance

Chapter 68: The Final Severance

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

With outsiders present, I wiped away my tears and slowly got up. “Nathan, you came.”

These three days, Nathan Sterling had been helping with the handling of Richard’s affairs. I had a good impression of him because of his kindness.

Nathan nodded respectfully. “I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to manage.”

I smiled wryly, feeling the weight of exhaustion in my bones. “It’s okay, just bury him directly, no need for any

ceremonies.”

Presumably, my mate in the moon goddess’s realm wouldn’t want to see that scene again. The thought of Richard watching from above made my heart ache even more.

(Elena’s POV)

I took Richard’s ashes and buried them in the Eternal Rest Cemetery. The morning air was crisp and cold

against my skin.

There were only four people present: Patricia, myself, Nathan Sterling, and Marcus’s Driver. The funeral was considered complete.

The simplicity felt appropriate somehow Richard had always been a humble man who didn’t seek attention

or grand gestures.

Nathan stood beside me as we watched Patricia place the urn in its final resting place. His presence was comforting in a way that surprised me.

The driver remained at a respectful distance, his head bowed in silent acknowledgment of our loss.

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

At the Blackwood Ancestral Manor, I absentmindedly stared at my phone screen. For three whole days, Elena hadn’t returned home, not a single call, not a single text message.

The silence from her felt like a physical weight pressing down on my chest. I had never experienced this kind of uncertainty before.

“Marcus!” Victoria Blackwood stormed into the study, her voice sharp with anger. “Are you crazy? How can you let that little bastard live in the Blackwood family!”

I put away my phone, lifting my eyelids to meet her furious gaze. “He’s just a pup.”

“It’s not your pup, why are you so worried?” Victoria was about to be driven mad by my apparent indifference. “What, you don’t want to have your own, so you have to raise someone else’s?”

I rubbed the bridge of my nose, closing my eyes to rest. I felt slightly weary from the constant tension.

“Just letting him stay in the Blackwood family for a while.”

“I don’t agree!” Her voice rose to an almost shriek.

Chapter 68. The Final Sey

I laughed softly, the sound Incking any real humor. “It’s not like I’m asking you to take care of him.

“Marcus, do you really not understand or are you pretending not to?” Victoria’s frustration was palpable. you keep him in the Blackwood family, what will people think? What will Elena think?”

“I wished c***k open your head to see if your father and you shared a brain. If your thoughts were the same stubborn, Incomprehensible mess.” She said frustratedly.

I casually loosened my tie, feeling the fabric constrict around my throat. “Don’t you dislike her?”

“I don’t like Elena, but I know what’s important!” Victoria’s voice cracked with exasperation. “She’s still your Lunal If I don’t speak up for her, am I going to help a pack outsider?”

seemed to dislike that word, frowning slightly at the Implication. “Sophia is not

flashing with disgust. “Someone like you, if you and Sophia didn’t have something going on,

to believe

no argument.

Stone, who was waiting outside, received a call and approached me.

that Richard Blackthorne is dead. Elena has been handling

the past three days.”

gaze suddenly fixed on Amber’s face with laser intensity. “When

that it was too late when the pack healers arrived, they missed the best golden treatment

my collar, my expression becoming increasingly gloomy. The weight of

the end, I didn’t say anything, getting into the car with mechanical

(Elena’s POV)

returned to Moonhaven Estate to pack my clothes. I was planning to

Marcus was

precision.

were at least a dozen empty glasses scattered around him, far exceeding his usual amount. In my memory, he didn’t have a strong drinking habit, only

though the ventilation was on, I could still smell the strong scent of alcohol

down the last glass in his hand. His voice was low and hoarse when

“You’re back.

Shadow Gate Foyer, and didn’t answer. The silence between us

6 The Imal

Master Suite, fook out a suitcase, and began packing my

movements.

He quickly stepped forward, grabbing

force.

“Where are you going?”

across the left face. The sound echoed sharply in the

I tried to continue, he grabbed my wrist with his Alpha

him, my eyes filled with anger, struggle, and the shackles of

same, both deserve to

of my once most ardent feelings were resentment and hatred. The love I had

had curdled into something

eyes, Marcus felt a tightness in his chest. It was as if a

inside, making

those few minutes of stalemate, the strength with which he held my wrist loosened. His grip

almost gentle

the pack healers would

aloof, would also lower his

it was all

rose in my throat. I laughed, the sound harsh

the rescue of patients with chest pain and stroke, wouldn’t

meters high, couldn’t wait a few minutes for pack healers, and had to compete with a heart

minutes were the golden rescue time for my

that moment, I could hardly breathe, feeling dizzy, as if I were

at

tightened, and he pulled me

his touch, and as I pushed him away, I gradually lost consciousness and fell to

ground.

thing I heard was the Alpha’s urgent

the sky outside the window was already bright. When I opened my eyes again, the moonlight herb

of the room and the smell of healing herbs

Alpha’s low, hoarse voice sounded from

by the window, his legs crossed, looking through

jacket was draped over the back of the chair. It seemed

by my side like this, and I didn’t know how touched

to sit up, Marcus frowned, suppressing his emotions and casually tossing the

and looked down at me. “You’re suffering from emotional stress and

the time to

Richard’s death, I really hadn’t rested well. When I returned

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