After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 161: She was the real daughter of Family Whitmore

Chapter 161: She was the real daughter of Family Whitmore

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

Victoria Blackwood’s eyes blazed with fury as she stepped closer to me. Her face was flushed with anger and grief.

“I just watched the surveillance footage,” she said, her voice trembling with rage. “Do you know what I saw?” I remained silent, my hands clenched at my sides.

“If Marcus hadn’t turned the steering wheel toward your side at the last second, the driver’s seat wouldn’t have taken such severe damage,” Victoria continued, her words cutting through me like knives.

Her voice rose higher. “Werewolf instinct is self–preservation! Yet my son chose to protect you instead of himself!”

Victoria’s eyes filled with tears of anger. “Except for parents protecting their children, who else in this world would do such a thing?”

She pointed an accusing finger at me. “Elena, if you had any heart at all, you wouldn’t say such cold–blooded words in this situation!”

I unconsciously clenched my fists tighter. The truth of her words hit me like physical blows.

I couldn’t find any response. The weight of Marcus’s sacrifice pressed down on my chest.

The emergency room light suddenly turned green. Dr. Scott emerged first, followed by Director Henry Baker.

Victoria rushed forward immediately. “Doctor, how is my son’s condition?”

Dr. Scott removed his surgical mask, his expression relieved. “The surgery was successful.”

Director Baker stepped forward to explain. “Fortunately, the heart were not damaged. Alpha Marcus only needs proper rest to recover fully.”

Victoria’s legs nearly gave out with relief. She pressed her hand to her chest, breathing heavily.

placed a supportive hand on her shoulder. “I told you Marcus would be fine. Good people have their own

the Moon Goddess,” Victoria whispered, tears streaming down

the recovery ward. The Blackwood

corridor, watching them disappear around

floor.

minutes of silence, finally turned and walked toward the hospital exit. My footsteps

in the

hospital, two figures hurried toward me through the evening shadows. I

worry as he stopped in front

my head, my voice coming

eyes scanning my face for injuries. “Are you hurt beyond that forehead

I reassured him.

upon hearing this. He nodded with

back to

edge. Every sound of traffic made me tense. The trauma from the recent

my nervousness and drove extra carefully. He avoided sudden turns

Adrian personally escorted me upstairs. His protective presence was comforting after the day’s

room door, Adrian suddenly asked, “Elena, you have

and turned to look

of certainty and emotion. “You really are my sister,

a moment of silence,

complex mix of joy and pain. “I

ran a hand through his hair. “When you asked about my and Mother’s blood types that day, I found

strange.”

might be problematic, I investigated in that direction,” Adrian continued. “I discovered her

“The previous identification

lift from my shoulders. “The combination of Rh–negative blood,

said firmly. “But the rare panda blood type