After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 122: Confrontation at the Banquet

Chapter 122: Confrontation at the Banquet

(God’s POV)

Under the cover of night, Nathan Sterling invited Hugo Ashworth to meet at Moonlight Tavern, a neutral territory establishment frequented by werewolves from various packs. When Hugo arrived, he found his usually sociable friend sitting alone at the bar, drinking red wine in solitude with a cold expression.

His wolf’s restlessness was evident as he ignored the she–wolves who tried to approach him. Several pack females had attempted to strike up conversations, but Nathan’s icy demeanor and the dangerous energy radiating from him kept them at bay.

Hugo ordered a lemon water and confronted his friend about his unusual behavior, sensing the turmoil in Nathan’s scent. “What’s eating at you? You look like you’re ready to tear someone apart.”

Nathan admitted he was troubled and had no one to confide in. His fingers drummed against the bar as he struggled with his words.

Then he revealed a photograph to Hugo – one that captured a scene Hugo knew all too well. It showed Hugo and Elena in the healing institute corridor, their white coats making them appear perfectly matched.

“Where did you get this?” Hugo’s voice was sharp, his own wolf stirring with unease.

When Hugo asked if Nathan had taken the photo, his friend admitted he originally intended to send it to Marcus Blackwood through the pack online network. “I was going to make sure he saw what his precious Luna was up to.”

This revelation sparked anger in Hugo, who grabbed Nathan by the collar, his own wolf bristling. “When did you become so consumed by a mated she–wolf? Have you lost your mind?”

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Nathan fired back, accusing Hugo of breaking his promise to share any news about Elena. “You said me if you learned anything about her. But you’ve already met her, haven’t you? You didn’t say a word.”

His eyes flashed with jealousy. “I’m starting to wonder if you also have feelings for her.”

Hugo released him, his jaw clenched tight. “We’re different. At least I know she’s Marcus’s mate and I have

boundaries.”

His voice grew colder. “Unlike you, who pursued her, approached her, and then expected forgiveness without considering her feelings or the sacred mate bond.”

Nathan fell silent, his chest heavy with the weight of his guilt. The accusation hit too close to home.

He acknowledged that his initial approach to Elena was purely manipulative. “I won’t lie to you. When I first sought her out, it was all calculated.”

His voice cracked slightly. “But I had moments of hesitation and regret, particularly after learning about her struggles with the pack’s rejection.”

Two days later, Professor Andrew Kelly’s Moonridge medical team arrived at the Riverside Grand Hotel. Elder Theodore Ashworth and several medical experts waited in the lobby to receive them.

The lobby buzzed with anticipation as the distinguished guests made their entrance. Professor Andrew and

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academic circles, greeted each other

my old friend! It’s been too long since our last conference,” Professor Andrew said, clasping

elder’s hand.

elder assured him she would arrive soon. “Elena is exceptional. You’ll

Professor Theodore’s prestigious position in both medical circles and as the patriarch of

from the Central Healing Institute. I’ve heard so much about

importance of gaining his favor. Nathan Sterling was no longer an option and Marcus Blackwood

the k********g case was exposed, she needed to secure protection from someone

carefully, finding her introduction acceptable but sensing she was

considerable ambition. Her scent carried undertones of

experienced nose

Elena about being delayed, he suggested they proceed to the banquet

wait. “Shall we move to the venue? The

Sophia frowned. She was

had the audacity to keep such

her breath, though loud enough

hear.

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

with industry leaders, hospital directors, and executives from Moonrise Medical Technology. The atmosphere was electric

academic discussion.

as I arrived, I encountered Sophia and two

The

forced a smile. “Elena! What a surprise to find you in the Southern

about

she called me “an unimportant she–wolf

infiltrate these circles.”

laughed, assuming I couldn’t understand their conversation. Their

gossip in what

Moonridge language. “Why are werewolves showing off their Moonridge language in

laughter died instantly, replaced

your own pack?” I continued sarcastically. “Who’s really relying on males to enter these circles? I think you know the answer better

faces flushing with humiliation. Sophia,

banquet where Marcus brought you to meet

my silence meant she had struck a nerve. She stepped closer,

a rogue wolf?” Her voice dripped with malice. “Does it hurt to be rejected by your own

female colleagues whispered among themselves, enjoying the drama. Sophia looked down at me from