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

in front

on my right hand from my previous injuries. The

skin.

she fled the territory, I

his bloodshot eyes.

to

coldly, “Good that you

the private dining suite without looking back.

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151 The Truth

tears hitting the floor.

(God’s POV)

Clara Parker in the lobby. The older woman’s eyes lit

with desperate hope.

security blocked Clara, she cried out in confusion. “Why won’t my daughter

mother?”

a stairwell, her face twisted with disgust. “Dorothea

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

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

you!”

anguish. “There are hospital records to prove our blood

I weren’t truly a Whitmore Pack

ended up

truth to ensure I would care for you in

found my real pack family, I don’t want

tears. “Everything we did was for your

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

and even struck me for

“That proves he isn’t

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

Sandy pushed her adoptive mother violently. Clara fell down the stairs with

staring at Clara’s

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

the Southern Territory Central Healing Institute, I was making my rounds when Pack

approached me urgently.

chamber 36 – William Parker – has stubbornly left his

explained breathlessly, “He went to visit his mate in

learned that Clara Parker was recovering from a shattered left foot and pelvic displacement from her fall. I went to retrieve

my daughter, whom I carried

heavy with self–blame. “This situation has torn