Chapter 23 The Slap

Chapter 23: The Slap

Chapter 23: The Slap

(Elena’s POV)

I slept peacefully in the Shadow Wing Guest Suite that night. For the first time in months, I didn’t lie awake wondering when Marcus would return home.

The next morning, I encountered him at breakfast in the Great Hall. He looked tired and haggard, his usually pristine Alpha presence showing rare signs of fatigue.

Dark circles shadowed his golden eyes. His perfectly styled hair was slightly disheveled, as if he’d run his hands through it repeatedly.

Catherine Hayes brought breakfast with her usual efficiency. She glanced between us expectantly, clearly waiting for me to help serve Marcus as I always had.

But I remained seated, calmly eating my own meal. I didn’t ask about his sleep or inquire about his preferences for the day.

Catherine’s eyebrows rose slightly in surprise. She sensed the subtle tension between us, wondering if we had quarreled.

Marcus noticed my indifference immediately. His jaw tightened as he watched me ignore his presence completely.

I could feel his irritation radiating across the table. But I continued eating without acknowledging him.

Catherine approached Marcus hesitantly. “Alpha, is the breakfast not to your taste this morning?”

“I have no appetite,” he said curtly, pushing back from the table.

He left abruptly without another word. His footsteps echoed harshly against the marble floors.

Catherine watched him go with worried eyes. “Oh dear, I hope I haven’t done something wrong with the

cooking.”

She turned to me anxiously. “Do you think he’ll dock my wages?”

“The Alpha’s mood has nothing to do with your food quality,” I reassured her gently.

Catherine lingered beside my chair, clearly wanting to say more. Her maternal instincts were getting the

better of her discretion.

“Miss Elena, if I may speak freely…” she began carefully.

I looked up from my plate, giving her permission to continue.

about you. Otherwise he wouldn’t be so angry when you don’t

pause mid–bite. Catherine had worked for the Blackwood family for

our dynamics closely.

sleep and meals during breakfast,” she continued softly. “His displeasure today stems

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observation. Those breakfast moments used to be my only chance for

Marcus.

mood and try to make conversation. But I always

had stopped revolving my life around him, why wasn’t he happy? Wasn’t this what he

didn’t want

Northern Territory Central Healing Institute, Pack Nurse Rachel approached me with a

Senior Healer Rivers wants to see you in her office,” she

through the familiar corridors. The antiseptic smell

sprayed with water. Oliver Rivers stood behind his mother’s

laughed gleefully, pumping

was soaked through, clinging uncomfortably to my skin.

to discipline the unruly child. But I restrained myself, knowing

expression perfectly crafted

we treat guests,”

satisfaction.

handkerchief toward me. “I’m so sorry about

declined, pulling tissues

wet shirt while Oliver continued giggling behind the desk. His

my nerves.

I turned to leave,

I hope you remember that I’m your supervisor now,” she said

granted her. The reminder of my demotion stung like a

wound.

with excitement. “Mommy, can the bad aunt buy me

turned predatory. “What a

looked directly at me, her eyes gleaming with malicious intent. “Elena, would you mind buying

me and Marcus’s son?”

She was flaunting their relationship as a family unit in front of the legitimate

Chapter 23. The Slap

were designed to humiliate me by highlighting my childless status. The

being affected by her provocation, I remained calm. “Buying a cake is

She had expected anger or jealousy, not

returned to my own workspace. Instead of

from a dessert shop

(Sophia’s POV)

arrived at my office an hour later, I realized Elena had outsmarted me

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