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Chapter 127: Confrontation and Control

Chapter 127: Confrontation and Control

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

“Are you crazy?” I confronted Marcus with fierce defiance when he attempted to restrain me again.

His golden eyes flashed dangerously. “Are you more crazy than me?”

I laughed recklessly, the sound echoing off the suite walls. “I’m merely cooperating with your desire to confine

me.”

In a moment of desperate rebellion, I pressed myself against him. His muscles tensed into defensive barriers

beneath my touch.

As I trembled and pressed closer, Marcus’s initial indifference transformed into resistance. He grasped my

hands firmly, holding me in his embrace.

“Stop making trouble, okay?” he pleaded, his voice strained.

I retorted bitterly, “You confined me without asking for reasons. You treat me like livestock by not even

allowing me to wear clothes.”

My voice cracked with emotion. “What right do you have to call my behavior ‘making trouble‘?”

I felt the heavy rise and fall of his chest against mine. Marcus finally released me, his breathing ragged.

“I’ll have someone prepare another bowl of venison broth,” he said hoarsely before leaving without ret

Amber Stone brought hot venison broth and tried to persuade me to drink it. I remained motionless v

closed eyes, refusing to acknowledge her presence.

“Luna, actually Alpha Marcus just wants to see your compliance, whether genuine or fake,” Amber offered meaningful advice.

She continued carefully, “At least don’t make things difficult for yourself. The more guarded you are against

him, the more unwilling he becomes.”

if you act like before, it might be more beneficial for

delivering this counsel, Amber departed. I stared at the bowl of broth, contemplating

(God’s POV)

without Elena returning to the healing institute. Dr.

to

demanded

reason. His

searching gaze.

resist caring

“She has an Alpha mate and

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is failing and severance seems imminent. There might be opportunities

one guarding

shrugged. “If the wall collapsed, guarding

left, Hugo checked his phone. Elena hadn’t replied to his messages from

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

dined alone in the Great Hall. I was no longer confined, and Marcus had Amber Stone provide me with entirely new clothing

remained confiscated, cutting me off from

found me watching television on the sofa. A comedy played on screen,

I

my transformation immediately. Instead of my usual light, modest colors, I wore

velvet slip dress.

appear both charming and sensual. When he inquired about lunch, Amber reported

reached out. My fingers grasped his sleeve,

I return to the institute?” I asked, explaining my concern about prolonged absence from

you so eager to return?” he questioned, his voice

clarified my relationship with Hugo carefully. “Professor

romantic involvement you suspect.”

voice grew steadier. “I admitted to lying to

directed at you.”

my honesty, he asked unexpectedly, “Do you want to attend

ne

Moonstone Auction House. While Amber Stone took her seat in the

private chambers were equipped with screens linked to the main auction display. Distinguished pack leaders could observe

Corridor, we encountered the Head of Howell Family and his mate. Mrs. Howell noticed my beauty

drawn to a familiar figure among the well–dressed pack members. Hugo Ashworth

wealthy werewolves engaged in animated conversation. When our eyes met, Hugo looked at me briefly before discretely averting

The Head of Howell

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