After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 151 The Truth Be

Chapter 151: The Truth Behind the Ancestral Moonstone Bracelet

Chapter 151: The Truth Behind the Ancestral Moonstone Bracelet

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

I stood frozen, staring into Marcus Blackwood’s dark, troubled golden eyes. An unexpected wave of guilt crashed over me about my harsh words.

The silence stretched between us like a chasm. His face was a mask of controlled devastation.

Sandy Parker seized the moment to gloat. “Alpha Blackwood, she said it herself she said she doesn’t love

you.”

Marcus’s pupils filled with bloodshot veins. His Alpha authority erupted like a physical force.

“Shut up and leave,” he commanded coldly.

Sandy trembled under the pressure of his command. She quickly grabbed the bank card from the table.

Her face went pale with terror as she fled the private dining suite. The door slammed behind her with finality.

Alone with me in the private suite, Marcus asked with bitter laughter, “Are those truly your feelings about our

mate bond?”

I avoided his gaze and gave a noncommittal shrug. The weight of his stare felt unbearable.

He pressed further, his voice strained. “Do you hate Nathan Sterling?”

Confused, I looked up at him. “Why would I hate him?”

Marcus’s face fell into shadow. “You can hate Nathan Sterling, the manipulator behind everything, yet reserve

all your hatred solely for me?”

His voice cracked with pain. “Are you truly that cruel to me alone?”

I finally understood his meaning and laughed bitterly. “Can the harm from outsiders compare to the harm

from one’s mate?”

Marcus argued desperately, “Outsiders‘ harm is still harm.”

I became agitated, my voice rising. “They can’t be compared!”

the harm through your tacit approval. Remember

me in front of

him the scars on my right hand from my previous injuries. The white lines stood out against

skin.

pursue Sophia after she

heaved as tears gathered in his bloodshot eyes. His voice was

to

confirmed coldly, “Good that you

dining suite without looking back. Behind me, I heard the sound

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tears hitting the floor.

(God’s POV)

to encounter Clara Parker in the

with desperate hope.

out in confusion. “Why won’t

mother?”

twisted with

coldly, “I’m a daughter of the Whitmore Pack. You’re merely

her face. “I carried you for ten months and gave

you!”

are hospital records

certainty, “If I weren’t truly a Whitmore Pack daughter, how

up in William Parker’s

adoptive parents with venom. “You hid the truth to ensure I would care

I’ve found my real pack family,

tears. “Everything we did was for your

have money from Sophia Rivers now. We don’t need to live poorly

even struck me for taking

eyes flashed with anger. “That proves he isn’t my

to leave, Clara grabbed her arm. “We can do a DNA

mother violently. Clara fell down the stairs with a

stood frozen in shock, staring at

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

Southern Territory Central Healing Institute, I was

approached me urgently.

the patient in recovery chamber 36 – William Parker – has stubbornly left his room

“He went to visit his mate in the orthopedic

that Clara Parker was recovering from a shattered left foot and pelvic displacement

“How could my daughter, whom I carried for ten months, possibly

“This situation has torn our family apart, and