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.

supportive hand on her shoulder. “I told you Marcus would

whispered,

the recovery ward.

watching them disappear around the corner. My feet felt rooted to

floor.

finally turned and walked toward the

in the empty

figures hurried toward me through the evening shadows.

with worry as he stopped in front of me. “Are you

my voice coming out

and Marcus,” Adrian said, his eyes scanning my face

injuries,” I reassured

relaxed upon hearing

drive you back to

of traffic made me tense. The trauma from

extra carefully. He

personally escorted me upstairs. His

Adrian suddenly asked, “Elena, you have Rh–negative

turned to look

held a mixture of certainty and emotion. “You really are

a moment of silence, I nodded slowly.

lit up with a 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,

strange.”

when I realized Sandy Parker might be problematic, I investigated in that direction,” Adrian continued. “I discovered her blood type didn’t match

voice grew angry. “The previous identification had been tampered

combination of Rh–negative blood, being

exist in the world,” Adrian said