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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.”

act like before,

I stared at the bowl of broth, contemplating her words in

(God’s POV)

to the healing institute. Dr.

to Hugo Ashworth’s

Elena?” Edmond demanded answers.

evasive, though he suspected the reason. His jaw tightened as he avoided

searching gaze.

caring about her,”

replied coldly, “She has an Alpha mate and

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severance seems imminent. There might be opportunities to swing the hoe well

guarding the wall?”

wall collapsed, guarding

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

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

confined, and Marcus had Amber Stone provide me with entirely new clothing while

me

before noon, he found me watching television on the sofa. A comedy played on screen, but

I addressed him formally.

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

velvet slip dress.

charming and sensual. When he inquired about lunch, Amber reported that my

to return to the bedroom, I suddenly reached out. My

asked, explaining my concern about prolonged absence from

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

relationship with Hugo carefully. “Professor Ashworth and I are merely colleagues

romantic involvement you suspect.”

steadier. “I admitted to lying to

directed at you.”

asked unexpectedly, “Do you want to

ne

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

screens linked to the main auction display. Distinguished pack leaders could observe all items

the Head of Howell Family and his mate. Mrs. Howell noticed my beauty

a familiar figure among the well–dressed pack members. Hugo Ashworth stood near the elevator, impeccably groomed in

engaged in animated conversation. When our eyes

group with measured steps. The Head

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