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!”

fury. “You enabled the harm through your tacit approval. Remember

toward me in front of

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

skin.

after she fled the territory, I was

bloodshot eyes. His voice was hoarse when he

make amends to our mate

coldly, “Good that

private dining suite without looking back. Behind

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tears hitting the floor.

(God’s POV)

Parker returned to her hotel only to encounter Clara Parker in the lobby. The older woman’s eyes lit

with desperate hope.

cried out in confusion. “Why won’t my daughter even

mother?”

face twisted with disgust. “Dorothea Whitmore

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

tears streaming down her face. “I carried you for

you!”

“There are hospital

weren’t truly a Whitmore

ended up

with venom. “You hid the truth to

“Now that I’ve found my real pack family, I don’t want to

devastated, explaining through tears. “Everything we did

pleaded desperately. “We have money from Sophia Rivers now. We don’t need to

yelled at me and even

flashed with anger. “That proves

arm. “We can do a DNA test

adoptive mother violently.

staring at Clara’s crumpled

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

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

approached me urgently.

– William Parker –

“He went to visit his mate in the

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

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

was heavy with self–blame. “This situation has torn our

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