After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

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.

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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?”

word, frowning slightly at the Implication. “Sophia

scoffed coldly, her eyes flashing with disgust. “Someone like you, if you and Sophia didn’t have

always innocent; I don’t need others to believe me.” My voice carried a finality that

no argument.

was waiting outside, received a call and approached me. Her expression was carefully neutral,

Blackthorne is dead. Elena

the past three days.”

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

that it was too late when the pack healers arrived, they

loosened the top two buttons of my collar, my expression becoming increasingly

I didn’t say anything,

(Elena’s POV)

Estate to pack my clothes. I

the Great Hall was brightly lit. Marcus

precision.

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

strong scent of

glass in his hand. His voice was

“You’re back.

passed him, changed my shoes in the Shadow Gate Foyer, and didn’t answer. The silence between us felt

6 The Imal

fook out a suitcase,

movements.

seeing this scene. He quickly stepped forward, grabbing my arm

force.

“Where are you going?”

slapping him twice across the left face. The sound echoed

my wrist with his Alpha strength.

eyes filled with anger, struggle, and the shackles of reason.

same,

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

into

Marcus felt a tightness in his chest.

inside, making it acutely

the strength with which he held my wrist loosened. His grip

almost gentle

I didn’t know the pack healers would

always self–possessed and aloof, would also lower his

was all too

bloodshot, a salty, fishy taste rose in my throat. I laughed, the sound harsh

the rescue of patients with chest pain and stroke,

meters high, couldn’t wait a few minutes for pack healers, and had to compete with a heart attack patient?” My

few minutes were the golden rescue time for my

that moment, I could hardly breathe,

at

he pulled me into his

away- I resisted his touch, and as I pushed him away, I gradually

ground.

the Alpha’s urgent voice calling

window was already bright. When

of healing herbs made me realize that I was in the Blackwood’s private healing

awake.” The Alpha’s low, hoarse voice sounded from somewhere

by the window, his legs crossed, looking through a pack

back of the chair. It seemed he hadrit slept all

like this, and I

about to sit up, Marcus frowned, suppressing his emotions and casually tossing the report aside He reached out, pressing

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

the time

three days after Richard’s death, I really hadn’t rested well. When I returned to