After Severance Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129: Confrontation and Protection

Chapter 129: Confrontation and Protection

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

Amber Stone approached me with concern etched across her face. “Alpha, are you alright?”

Hit another cigarette with my metal lighter, the flame casting shadows across my features. The smoke helped calm my nerves after what I’d done to Nathan.

“I need you to investigate something,” I said, exhaling slowly. “Find out who Elena sold the Blackthorne family

house to.”

Amber’s eyebrows rose slightly. “The family home?”

“I’m willing to pay a premium to buy it back,” I continued, my voice growing more determined. “Whatever it

takes.”

I couldn’t prevent what happened to Elena’s parents. But I could make amends for what I failed to protect.

“I want to extend David’s life and reclaim everything that rightfully belonged to the Blackthorne family,” I

declared.

My resolve hardened as I spoke. If Elena wanted to live in her family home, I would move in with her. If those

greedy relatives continued causing trouble, I would handle them all.

The cigarette burned between my fingers as I stared out the window. Some things couldn’t be undone, but

others could still be made right.

(God’s POV)

At Shadowmere Medical Center, Jonathan Sterling and his mate Jade rushed through the corrido neir

son Nathan had been hospitalized after being beaten in Riverside City.

“Who did this to you?” Jonathan demanded, standing beside Nathan’s hospital bed.

Nathan’s face was swollen and bandaged. He initially remained silent, reluctant to reveal the truth.

“Tell me!” Jonathan’s voice grew sharper.

“Marcus Blackwood,” Nathan finally admitted, his words barely audible.

The revelation caused visible tension in the room. Jade’s face went pale, her hands trembling slightly.

“The Blackwood family,” she whispered, her voice filled with old pain.

Jonathan considered their options. “Perhaps I should speak with Margaret Blackwood about this matter.”

“No!” Jade’s response was immediate and fierce. “I will never beg the Blackwood family for anything.”

Their argument was interrupted by a knock at the door. Sophia Rivers entered, introducing herself with

practiced charm.

“I’m Nathan’s friend,” she said smoothly. “I heard about the incident.”

Jade turned to her with desperate eyes. “Do you know what happened?”

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Sophia nodded gravely. “The conflict between Nathan and Marcus was caused by a she–wolf named Elena

Blackwood.”

She provided careful details about Elena’s location at the district healing institute. Jade’s anger began to

focus on this new target.

“Where can I find this Elena?” Jade asked, her voice dangerous.

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

The next day, I returned to work at the healing institute. Jane greeted me with curious eyes.

“I thought you might be leaving to become a wealthy Luna,” she said teasingly. “That auction display was

quite impressive.”

I shook my head firmly. “I have no intention of re–mating or quitting my job.”

“But all that wealth-” Jane began.

“Marcus’s wealth isn’t mine,” I interrupted. “I want to maintain my independence.”

Our conversation was suddenly disrupted by an elegantly dressed middle–aged she–wolf storming toward us.

Her expensive clothes and jewelry marked her as someone from high society.

“Who is Elena Blackwood?” she demanded, her voice cutting through the healing station’s quiet atmosphere.

I stepped forward cautiously. “I am.”

The woman’s eyes blazed with fury as she studied my face. “You’re the root cause of everything!”

“I’m sorry, but who are you?” I asked, confused by her hostility.

“I’m Jade Sterling, Nathan’s mother,” she spat. “My son is hospitalized because of you!”

I tried to step back, but she grabbed my arm roughly. “Did your mother never teach you how to b

properly around mated males?”

The mention of my mother sent a sharp pain through my chest. “My mother is dead.”

Jade’s grip loosened momentarily, but her anger only intensified. “That explains your lack of proper

upbringing!”

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a used blood bag from a passing nurse’s medical cart. She hurled it directly at

me with vicious intent.

Suddenly, Hugo Ashworth appeared and shielded me from the impact. The blood bag struck his white coat,

staining it crimson.

Hugo’s face turned livid with disgust. His severe germaphobia made the contamination unbearable.

“This is a healing institute, not a place for your tantrums,” he said sternly to Jade. “Direct your anger toward

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