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Chapter 89: Dangerous Games

Chapter 89: Dangerous Games

(Elena’s POV)

Two days later, I exited the Surgical Wing of the Northern Territory Central Healing Institute. The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the marble floors as I made my toward the main entrance

Looking up, I spotted Nathan Sterling pacing near the revolving door. People flowed around him like water around a stone, but he seemed oblivious to the bustling crowd.

I approached him with curiosity. “Brother Nathan?”

Nathan turned to me, a hint of a smile flickering across his face. “Oh, it’s you.”

“What are you doing standing here?” I asked, noting the restless energy radiating from him.

He avoided my gaze, his amber eyes focusing somewhere over my shoulder. “Waiting for someone.”

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In truth, he had come to find me. He was unsure of his reasons and worried that I might be avoiding after Marcus’s harsh words the other day.

I chuckled softly. “It doesn’t cost anything to sit in the lobby. You could wait there.”

“I’m too restless to sit.” His gaze briefly flickered toward my abdomen before meeting my eyes again. “How is

your mother?”

1 nodded, touched by his concern. “She’s doing well.”

“About that day…” Nathan began hesitantly, his usual confidence wavering. “I left so suddenly, without saying goodbye to you or your mother. Do you think I’m a bit off?”

I shook my head. “It wasn’t your fault. I didn’t expect Marcus to show up.”

Nathan seemed relieved, his shoulders relaxing slightly. Then his expression grew serious, almost troubled.

“If you ever found out I did something to wrong you, would you cut me off completely?”

I looked puzzled by the strange question. “Have you done something?”

…What if?” he pressed, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Well…” I pondered for a moment, studying his anxious face. “It depends. I’m usually pretty generous. If it’s minor, I can forgive it.”

Nathan smiled without answering, but something dark flickered in his eyes. The question hung in the air

between us like an unspoken confession.

Before leaving, Nathan paused and turned back to me. His playful demeanor had completely vanished, replaced by something deadly serious.

“Oh, and be careful with your stomach.”

I was taken aback by the gravity in his tone. It was a stark contrast to his usual lightheartedness.

Be careful with my stomach? Why would he warn me about that?

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Soon after, the warning became a chilling reality.

As I walked through the Medical Center Stairwell during lunch break, the corridor was unusually empty. My footsteps echoed off the concrete walls.

Suddenly, someone pushed me hard from behind.

Caught completely off guard, I tumbled down the stairs. My body hit each step with brutal force, pain shooting through my limbs.

Dazed and disoriented, I lay crumpled on the cold floor. Blood trickled from a cut on my forehead, and my right arm throbbed with agony.

Hospital Cleaner Murphy heard the commotion and rushed over. “Luna Elenal What happened?”

They immediately called for a pack nurse, their voice echoing through the stairwell.

After X–rays at the Imaging Diagnostics Wing, I was diagnosed with a minor fracture in my right arm and a mild concussion. The doctor wrapped my arm in a pristine white cast.

“You’re fortunate it wasn’t worse,” the healer said, reviewing my scans. “But you need complete rest”

Marcus, accompanied by his Elite Guards, emerged from the Steel Ascent and headed straight for th Imaging Diagnostics Wing. His golden eyes were dark with fury when he found me.

I was slowly making my way down the corridor with my medical results, my arm heavy in its cast.

Frowning deeply, he approached me with predatory grace. Before I could say anything, he swept me up into

Embarrassed by the stares of surrounding patients, especially while wearing my white healing coat, I protested weakly. “I’m on duty!”

“You’ve been injured on the job. No more work,” Marcus retorted as he carried me away, his voice brooking no

argument.

The Surgical Department Nurses were stunned to see Marcus carrying me through the corridors. I could hear their whispered conversations trailing behind us.

In their minds, Sophia was still Marcus’s “true mate,” and the rumors of me being the “other woman” resurfaced with renewed vigor.

“Marcus!”

In the Underground Parking Caverns, Sophia approached us. She hid the malice in her eyes behind a mask of

concern.

she feigned surprise. “Healer Elena, you’re hurt? I heard this kind

at her suspiciously. “What kind of

you’re pregnant. It’s easy to miscarry after a fall,” Sophia said with false concern dripping from every word. “As a mother, I understand the

pieces clicked into place with terrifying

warning to “be careful with your stomach implied that

I

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supposed unborn

I wasn’t pregnant

but even Sophia knew about it? Her

his patience clearly wearing thin.

watching him carry me into the Shadow Moon Alpha’s Phantom Rolls–Royce. Her carefully laid plans crumbled as we drove away, leaving her standing alone in the

I watched Sophia’s figure disappear in the rearview mirror. For a moment, I saw

to Marcus for years, but he hadn’t cared when I

scans with intense focus.

directly. “What if I

looked up at me, his golden eyes searching my face for

if I told him the truth, I remained

itself, or it wouldn’t.

he said quietly,

the window at the passing Northern Territory landscape, not expecting him to actually

days I was forced to stay home to recover, I was confined to Moonhaven Estate like a caged bird. Catherine

with surprising

helped me onto the bed, off the bed, to the

gentleness.

injury, he refrained from touching me intimately. The restraint seemed to cost

considerable effort.

Marcus dried my hair in the Alpha’s Private Chamber, I stared blankly at the

The city lights

me the dangerous illusion that we

during our first three years together. I

then, his phone rang. Sophia’s name flashed on the screen like a cold

call reminded me that this wasn’t a

do it myself,” I said, taking the towel from

call. His voice was low

her.

all night. I lay alone in our bed, staring at the ceiling

a message from Sophia that Oliver

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night with him at

photo showed Marcus by Oliver’s bedside, his

seen Oliver’s place in Marcus’s heart. Even if you’re pregnant, do you

face the facts.

completely used to Sophia’s two–faced behavior. She was anxious to secure her position

was pregnant and threatening her future, she sent these poisonous

Sophia sent a barrage of insults and taunts. She even mentioned their “sleeping together”

my arm injury prevented Marcus from touching me, or

would have thrown up.

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

had obtained the surveillance footage around the Moonstone Reflecting Pool.

the water, but

child had already been traumatized by his previous

even more withdrawn

crying. “If I hadn’t found him in time… Why does my pup have to suffer like this? Should I not have brought him to

hint of annoyance creep into my chest. I used to feel

I wasn’t going to comfort her as usual, Sophia fell silent. Her tears

the two Estate Nannies responsible for watching Oliver. They were trembling with fear, knowing

scanned them with cold authority. “Why was he near the pool?

the Manor Courtyard these past few days, not letting us follow him. We thought he’d come

go to the

know

today, so we

being

blame.

I heard Isabella say that

if she said something to him. I’m

Oliver’s behavior.”

possibly say?” I turned to her, my voice

of reluctant witness

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doesn’t accept Oliver.”

being biased. If the Luna wanted to bully Oliver, the Elder Matriarch

She said she saw it with

feigned distress convincingly

respond, Grace Burton ordered a Manor

unusually subdued. She

did you want to

repeated the accusation directly. “Did you see

support. They

hesitated, clutching her designer bag tightly.

froze in

Elena. I don’t know what actually happened b them… Isabella said truthfully, refusing to

forced a smile, her voice strained. “Isabella, that’s not what you told me on

know I hate Elena. I said it on purpose to cause trouble,” Isabella admitted

completely speechless, her carefully constructed

Isabella’s attitude. I made

Burton with final instructions. “Il find someone to counsel him, but try not

alone again.”

efficiently.

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