After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 92 The Fral Con

Chapter 92: The Final Confrontation

Chapter 92 The Final Confrontation

(Nathan Sterling’s POV)

I stared at the phone screen, Patricia Blackthorne’s name flashing insistently. My finger hovered over the

answer button for a moment before I declined the call.

The phone fell silent, but the weight of my decision pressed down on my chest like a stone.

(Nathan Sterling’s POV)

Elena looked puzzled as she watched me reject the call. Who was that?”

“Just a sales call, I lied smoothly, slipping the phone back into my pocket.

Inside, conflict tore at me like claws. I couldn’t afford to answer Patricia’s calls anymore. The kinder she was

to me, the more I would soften toward her and Elena.

My aim was to exploit Marcus Blackwood’s weakness, not create one for myself. Even if I harbored feelings for Elena, I would choose my family over her.

The Sterling family’s honor came first. Always.

(Elena’s Pow

After our brief time together, we parted ways outside the bistro. As soon as I got into my car, my phone rang.

“Elena?” Patricia’s voice came through, tinged with disappointment. “I tried calling Nathan several times, but

he didn’t answer. Is he busy? Maybe I’m bothering him too much.”

I remembered Nathan’s earlier action of rejecting the call. A pang of hurt shot through my chest.

After Richard’s death, Nathan’s help had made my mother see him as a son. But we were merely outsiders to

him.

“Mom, we shouldn’t bother Nathan too much in the future,” I said gently. “He must be very busy with his own

affairs.”

Patricia was quiet for a moment. “I understand, dear. I just…. I thought of him as family.”

“I know, Mom. But we need to be realistic about these things.”

“You’re right,” she sighed. “Could you pick me up? I’d like to go home.”

(Elena’s POV)

“Okay” I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. Til be there soon.

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

After ending the call, I tried to cheer myself up. David needed me to stay strong.

I went to refill my Shadow Moon Thermos Flask for him, only to find it empty. The medical break room was just down the hall.

As I approached, familiar voices drifted through the partially open door.

Whitmore Pack Guards outside David’s

replied. “Adrian

voice

has manipulative skills. Both Nathan and Adrian helping her. But she can’t possibly know

My blood turned cold.

to investigate me is a joke,” Sophia

else in the room. “Nurse Rebecca Hayes, inject David with the

Suppressant Serum as planned”

caught?” a

scapegoat if things go south,”

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

Sophia said with vicious satisfaction. “And make

door burst open as I

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

pale and trembling with rage. Her eyes

responsible for my mate’s

in fear. “Please, let’s

turned and

shouting for me to

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

my Sophia’s Crimson Stiletto

was faster than

me

spinning me around.

of

neck. “You

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

at Patricia, giving me a

of fear, I smiled triumphantly. The truth

I was responsible for their deaths,” I taunted, “your son–in–law still chooses to believe

physical blows. Her face crumpled

92 The

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

leaned closer, my voice dripping with malice. “You and Elena are all that

on my

burned in her eyes, but I could

voice breaking.

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

at me

railing. Nurse Rebecca Hayes tried to separate us, but Patricia’s rage gave her

pushed toward the edge. She lost her balance and fell over the

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

through me as I

me!” I called to

weight pulling at my grip. Her eyes met mine with a

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

I dangled over the edge, I looked up at Sophia’s

clearly

birthmark, resembling pigeon blood, shining brightly

twenty years ago. The neighbors had whispered that the red

baby’s wrist was a bad

to me, it hadn’t mattered. She was my daughter,

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

tears. The tragic irony of it all

I’d searched for. The one who had destroyed

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

Why had I tried to

was merely a reflex.