Chapter 115: Change

Chapter 115: Change

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

After we had walked some distance, Jane glanced back and leaned closer to me. “Who was that? It sounds like he did something terrible to betray your trust.”

I considered how to explain. “It’s not exactly betrayal, it’s just…” I turned to look at Jane. “If someone approached you, took care of you like a protective older brother, but you eventually discovered he had ulterior motives and was just using you for his own agenda, what would you do?”

Jane hadn’t considered such a scenario before, but she could understand the pain it would cause. “I’d stay as far

away from that type of person as possible!”

I smiled in agreement. “That’s exactly what I think too.”

I was determined to stay as far away from the people and conflicts of the Northern Territory as possible.

As night approached, I emerged from my shower and suddenly received a text message from Shadowpeak Rehabilitation Center.

David’s room had been upgraded to a luxury suite.

I was puzzled by this unexpected development. Thinking of a possible explanation, I tried calling Adrian

Whitmore.

But after several attempts, his phone remained busy – perhaps he was occupied with pack business and didn’t have his device nearby.

I walked to the living room, retrieved the business card from my purse, and settled on the sofa before dialing

the facility.

“Hello, I just received notification about David Blackthorne’s room upgrade, but I didn’t arrange for this

service.”

was arranged by a high–ranking

but it must be someone

“high–ranking Alpha,” not specifically mentioning Adrian

would have both the authority and

grip on the phone, a sinking realization forming

leave and took a

mentally prepared myself for the

when I actually saw the imposing figure sitting on the suite’s sofa,

to have anticipated my arrival, closing the journal and looking at me with eyes that held at faint smile

from Riverside City was indeed staged,” I

grace. “Does that mean you

wellbeing?”

trying to accomplish now? Breaking your promises to

response was exactly what he had expected from

My

Alpha chuckled darkly. “You’re free to visit him whenever you wish. I won’t restrict your

foster brother”

Marcus now controlled the terms of that access, giving him

(Sophia Rivers POV)

out of the luxurious Moonhaven Estate and could only afford

apartment in an older residential

moments, even Nathan Sterling’s calls went unanswered, leaving me increasingly

about my schemes but hadn’t severely punished me, which meant my status as Oliver’s mother still provided some protection. After all, I had known Marcus for ten

heartless as outsiders believed him

the stark contrast in our living situations- my son Oliver recovering in the luxury of the Blackwood estate while I was relegated to this shabby apartment–filled

even see Oliver regularly. If Oliver really admitted that I had caused his

access to him completely!

bit my thumbnail anxiously. Did I really have to return to that

had to be other

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