Chapter 197: The Gift That Never Was

Chapter 197: The Gift That Never Was

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

I stood there without moving, waiting for Marcus to approach. His golden eyes held a mixture of concern and something else I couldn’t quite identify.

“Why did you come out?” he asked, his voice carrying that familiar Alpha authority even in his weakened

state.

I blinked in surprise. “How did you know where I was?”

Marcus’s gaze fell on my phone, and understanding dawned on me immediately. Of course he would have tracking methods.

“You installed a tracking app,” I stated rather than asked.

He didn’t deny it. His attention shifted to the Moonstone Shopping Bag I carried, curiosity flickering in his

expression.

“What’s in the bag?” he asked directly.

I quickly snatched it away, holding it protectively against my chest. “It’s not for you.”

His eyebrows rose slightly at my defensive reaction. His focus zeroed in on the small box visible through the

bag’s opening.

“Who is it for then?” he pressed, his tone carrying a hint of something that almost sounded like jealousy.

“It’s a gift for my foster brother Adrian Whitmore,” I replied, watching his expression carefully.

Marcus’s jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. “Does your brother even need gifts from you?”

I simply wanted to give it,” I retorted, my voice sharper than intended. “Is that a problem?”

A shadow of regret crossed his features. “I’ve never received a gift from you.”

The words hung between us like an accusation. My chest tightened with old pain and frustration.

“You told me not to bother again,” I challenged, my voice steady despite the emotions churning inside me.

Marcus looked confused. “When did I say that?”

“The first mating anniversary,” I said quietly. “I gave you a hand knitted scarf. You dismissed it with ‘Don’t waste your effort on such things again.”

His face went pale.

“Since then, I haven’t given you anything.”

Marcus’s chest rose and fell rapidly. “I didn’t know you made it yourself.”

my technique wasn’t very

I didn’t

197 The Gift That Never

the past,” I interrupted firmly.

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

of her words hit me like a physical blow. I had dismissed

out too

magnitude of my past

dismissed?

Lodge, we encountered Alexander Blackwood in the middle of scolding my Elite Guards. His voice carried

you lose track of him?” he

somewhat, though tension remained in his

where did you go without informing anyone?” Alexander’s voice was sharp

reproach.

tighter against her chest. I

stepped slightly forward.

some fresh air,” I replied simply, dismissing the guards

mother is worried sick about

thought you wouldn’t care about Mother’s feelings,” I retorted, “considering you two

darkened further. “Don’t change the subject. You will not

“Understood,” I acknowledged curtly.

returned to his room without another word. The tension in the corridor was

could feel her concern

won’t scold you, I reassured her

could sense her apprehension. “But I still felt

at the guards

the inherent Alpha dominance that came with Alexander’s

his anger was intimidating.

her room, Elena visibly relaxed. I lingered outside her door, my mind still churning with

my Elite Guards.

unexpected question ‘No,

pressed, needing

up with pride. “Yes, Alpha. She’s quite skilled. She knits

realizing he might have said something inappropriate. His expression grew worried,

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bit

in the past,” I interrupted

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

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weight of her words hit me like a physical blow. I had dismissed something she’d made with her

back. If you’re out too long, it won’t be

silent, processing the magnitude of my past mistake. How

dismissed?

Lodge, we encountered Alexander Blackwood in the middle of scolding my Elite

track of him?” he demanded, his face dark with

approach, his fury subsided somewhat, though

anyone?” Alexander’s voice was

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