After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 224: Hating Herself for Choosing the Wrong Person

Chapter 224: Hating Herself for Choosing the Wrong Person

(Sophia Rivers’s POV)

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I lay in the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. The harsh fluorescent lights of the Recovery Ward seemed to mock me with their brightness. Everything hurt–my body, my pride, but most of all, my heart.

How quickly they all abandoned me. The same pack members who once smiled and bowed in my presence now pretended not to know me. The same people who eagerly accepted my invitations and gifts now wouldn’t even answer my calls.

I’d become nothing more than a discarded pawn in someone else’s game.

A tear slid down my cheek as memories flooded back. That golden year when Marcus treasured me like a precious jewel. The way his eyes would light up when I entered a room. The gentle touch of his hand on my shoulder. The respect I commanded simply by being at his side.

I had everything back then. Everything.

Yet somehow, it wasn’t enough. I wanted more–craved more. That insatiable hunger led me straight into Felix Xavier’s arms. What a fool I’d been.

The memory of our first meeting still burned in my mind. His charming smile, the expensive gifts, the whispered promises. I’d fallen for it all while still enjoying the material comforts and status that Marcus provided.

I wanted both worlds–Marcus’s indulgence and trust as Alpha, along with the thrill and passion Felix offered in secret. Even now, I could remember those moments of hesitation, those brief flashes when my conscience tried to break through.

“Don’t do this,” it had whispered. “You’ll regret it.”

But I silenced that voice every time, drowning it in the intoxication of forbidden desire.

If only I could go back. If I hadn’t gotten involved with Felix. If I hadn’t gotten pregnant. If I hadn’t accepted that twenty million before going abroad. Perhaps everything would be different now.

The resentment in my heart was nothing compared to the crushing weight of regret. I hated myself for choosing the wrong person. For

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for Choosing the Wrong

but

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My heart leaped with desperate hope. Hazel Green?

my tears, trying to compose myself. The door opened, and a pack enforcement officer stepped in, followed by another

shock as I recognized who

Elena Blackwood.

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

private conversation with

stepped outside, closing the door behind him. The moment we were alone, Sophia lunged forward, grabbing my wrist with

who did this, wasn’t it!” she hissed through

at her white–knuckled grip on my

completely. I live in a

“This is your doing! Your

did I do?” I asked quietly.

be satisfied seeing me like

gently removed her hand

you have any

evidence?”

question left her momentarily

have waited until now. While you can act

sound harsh and broken. “A conscience? You? Stop putting on

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