< Chapter 230: You actually care about me, right?

Chapter 230: You actually care about me, right?

Chapter 230: You actually care about me, right?

(Sophia Rivers’s POV)

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I picked up my compact mirror with trembling hands. The reflection staring back at me was a shadow of my former self. My left ear still couldn’t hear properly, and the bruises on my face had turned an ugly yellow–green color.

But I couldn’t let Marcus see me like this. Not completely broken.

I applied lipstick with shaking fingers, trying to restore some semblance of dignity. The bright red color looked garish against my pale, injured face, but it was better than nothing.

Even in this pack enforcement facility’s medical wing, even as a prisoner, I needed to face him with whatever composure I could muster. This might be my last chance to reach him, to make him remember what we once had.

The pack nurse approached my bedside. “Miss Rivers, you have a visitor.”

My heart hammered against my ribs. After all this time, he had finally come.

The nurse drew back the privacy curtain, and there he was. Marcus Blackwood stood in the doorway, his imposing Alpha presence filling the entire space. His devastatingly handsome features seemed even more commanding than before, if that was possible.

Those golden eyes surveyed the scene with calculated coldness. No warmth. No recognition of our shared past. Just the detached assessment of an Alpha evaluating a fallen pack member.

I forced a bitter laugh, trying to mask the desperation clawing at my chest. “I thought you wouldn’t come.”

He remained silent, his expression unreadable.

“They say you have a terminal illness,” I continued, unable to stop the words from spilling out. “I’ve been wondering if it’s some kind of Moon Goddess’s retribution.”

The hint of dark satisfaction in my voice surprised even me. If I was going to suffer, why shouldn’t he?

Marcus stepped closer, unmoved by my words. His Alpha authority radiated from him like heat from a flame.

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“You look like you’ve suffered quite a bit in detention, haven’t you?” he countered, his voice. cutting through my pretense like a blade.

I could feel my carefully constructed facade beginning

he commanded the room without even trying. It reminded me

grasp his hand. “Marcus,

I remembered. For

chest.

known each other for so many years, we shared something real,” I pleaded, my

him understand. Had to make him see that she was the problem,

confessed, the words tumbling out in a rush. “I regret not fighting harder for you back

his hand. “When I returned to the Northern Territory and saw Elena by your side as your

indifferent. Devoid of any mate bond warmth or pack loyalty. The golden eyes that once looked at me with something resembling

slowly released his hand. The Alpha’s complete emotional detachment was like a

claims with Alpha finality. “I was never your destined mate, so there’s

into mine. “If not me,

from my features as his words hit

know about Felix? About Oliver? I had been so careful, so

investigate for so long,” he confirmed, his voice carrying the authority of an Alpha who had methodically uncovered every deception within his territory. Panic rose in my throat like bile. “When did you find

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about those schemes between you and Nathan Sterling,” he replied, linking my betrayal

held no mercy as he continued to dismantle my

him about the pack’s private matters!” I protested desperately,

say he

chills down my spine. If not Nathan,

my heart. “Nathan Sterling only helped you because he harbors an ancestral

in. “Perhaps even he didn’t expect that by orchestrating such elaborate schemes, he would eventually

Nathan had feelings

me!

Marcus continued relentlessly. “But you never considered that he was holding back information

I thought I had kept, every scheme I thought was hidden

Territory with gambling debts,” he recounted with Alpha authority. “And you were studying abroad

breathing became shallow. How could

from your humble pack background, even with academic scholarships, wouldn’t be able to afford a residence in such an exclusive area, right?” His golden eyes never left my face. “If I’m

trembled violently under his relentless exposure. His gaze felt like silver daggers cutting through my flesh and bones

ended up mated to Felix Xavier now, I no longer

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actually care about me, right? his Alpha authority

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