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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Chapter 122 Confrontatio

met in academic circles, greeted each other warmly like old

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

elder’s hand.

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

standing beside the professor, quickly introduced herself. She had done her homework on Professor Theodore’s prestigious position in both

Sophia Rivers from the Central Healing Institute. I’ve heard so much about your groundbreaking research,”

his favor. Nathan Sterling

exposed, she needed to secure protection from

studied Sophia carefully, finding her introduction acceptable but sensing she was

Her scent carried undertones

experienced nose

message from Elena about being delayed, he suggested they proceed

the venue? The other guests are already

group moved toward the venue, Sophia frowned. She was learning that

who apparently had the audacity to keep such

her breath, though loud enough for the

hear.

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

was bustling with industry leaders, hospital directors,

academic discussion.

I arrived, I encountered Sophia and

direction. The timing

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

about our connection, Sophia switched to Moonridge

“an unimportant she–wolf who probably relies

infiltrate these circles.”

assuming I couldn’t understand their conversation.

in what

with perfect Moonridge language. “Why are werewolves showing off

instantly, replaced by shocked

your own pack?” I continued sarcastically. “Who’s really

their faces flushing with humiliation. Sophia, biting

saw you at the Central Territory banquet where

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

your relationship with Marcus? Is that why you’re hiding in the Southern Territory like a rogue wolf?” Her voice dripped with malice.

drama. Sophia looked down at me from her high heels, desperate to humiliate