Chapter 70: The Mate Bond Refused

Chapter 70: The Mate Bond Refused

(Elena’s POV)

After watching the excitement, the onlookers gradually dispersed, and the courtyard returned to its former desolation. The neighbors‘ curious voices faded into the distance, leaving only the three of us standing in the

uncomfortable silence.

I freed myself from Marcus’s grasp with a sharp jerk, my skin still burning where his fingers had touched me. I walked quickly to Patricia’s side, my voice cold and unwavering.

“You’re not welcome here, Marcus.

Marcus stared at the warmth remaining on his fingertips, his golden eyes following my movement. His jaw

tightened as he processed my rejection.

“I can leave,” he said slowly, his voice carrying that familiar dangerous edge. “But Nathan has to leave too.”

I whirled around to face him, my anger flaring like wildfire. “Nathan is a guest of the Blackthorne Pack. You have no right to interfere with his stay”

Marcus’s gaze intensified, boring into me with uncomfortable intensity. The air between us crackled with

tension.

Patricia stepped forward, shielding me with her body. Her voice trembled slightly, but her resolve was clear.

“Nathan helped with Richard’s funeral arrangements. I invited him to dinner to repay his kindness.” She lifted her chin, meeting Marcus’s stare. “Please don’t make things difficult for the Blackthorne Pack.”

Something shifted in Marcus’s expression. The harsh lines around his eyes softened marginally, and for a

moment, he looked almost human.

Tm sorry about Richard’s death,” he said quietly/his voice losing its commanding tone. “I promise to

investigate what happened.”

Patricia’s response was swift and cutting. Your promises mean nothing to us now.”

She turned her back on him, taking my arm. “Come, Elena. Let’s go inside.”

I followed Patricia toward the house, deliberately avoiding Marcus’s gaze. My heart hammered against my

ribs, but I refused to look back.

(God’s POV)

into a provocative smile. The expression was

unmistakably challenging.

tracking Nathan’s movement like a predator

courtyard seemed

(Elena’s POV)

Kitchen, Patricia moved

wash vegetables, the mundane

70. The Mate

worry. Im concerned about

with trembling fingers. “Maybe we should transfer him to another hospital. The power of the Blackwood family frightens

mine. “Mom, I’ve

searched my face, looking

“I won’t let anything

table groaned under the weight of venison stew, roasted

brought the first genuine smile to Patricia’s face since Richard’s death. “Aunt, this is

onto his plate. “Eat more, you’re too thin.

nutrition.”

you for your hospitality,” Nathan said warmly. “This means

walked Nathan out to the Blackthorne Family Courtyard. The afternoon sun cast

across the worn stones.

turning to face me. “Elena, why are you

“I’m sorry for involving you

“Does that mean I have

flooded my cheeks.

touch my face, then stopped himself. His

good, Elena,” he said softly. “Marcus is blind

I was about to return inside when my phone rang. Director

has been lifted.

successful.”

confused. “What

Baker explained. “The investigation revealed

My breath caught. “Millions?”

won’t be returning to the institute. I’m offering you his position.” Director Baker paused. “I know

raised me, the place where I’d learned to heal. TII take the position. I want to make more contributions to

returned to the Northern Territory Central Healing Institute. The familiar corridors

with new

down

William’s position. Can

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