Chapter 192: I’ll Accept Whatever You Say
Chapter 192: I’ll Accept Whatever You Say
(Elena Blackwood’s POV)
When Dorothea agreed without thinking, Marcus stretched out his little finger and made a hooking gesture.
She really liked children and immediately hooked her finger with his.
“Promise!” she said with childlike delight, her eyes sparkling with innocent joy.
Adrian’s face tightened as he watched this scene unfold. His jaw clenched with visible frustration at seeing
his mentally unstable mother being so easily manipulated.
I could see the helplessness in his expression. He was powerless to argue against his mother’s condition
without causing her distress,
“If only I had met my foster sister before she was mated to Marcus Blackwood,” Adrian muttered under his
breath, his voice filled with regret.
After Dorothea settled back into her bed for rest, the three of us quietly left the recovery chamber. The soft
click of the door closing behind us seemed to echo in the sterile corridor.
Before I could speak, Adrian suddenly grabbed Marcus’s collar. His knuckles went white with the force of his
grip.
“Is it appropriate to use tactics on a patient with mental illness?” Adrian demanded, his voice low but
dangerous.
Marcus remained calm despite being grabbed. His golden eyes met Adrian’s with steady composure.
I stepped forward quickly, fearing a fight would break out in the medical facility. “Brother, please calm down.”
“If Victoria Blackwood learns of any confrontation here, that alone would be trouble enough,” I reminded him
urgently,
Marcus retorted with surprising sharpness. “Is Dorothea’s recognition of a foster daughter clearer than the judgment of the Whitmore father and son?”
His words hit like a slap, Adrian’s hand showed a visible vein as his anger intensified.
“I was simply having normal interaction and closeness with my mate’s family,” Marcus defended, his tone
matter–of–fact.
Adrian was taken aback by the audacity of his response. His grip on Marcus’s collar tightened further.
I immediately intervened, pushing Marcus away from my foster brother. “It’s not your place to comment on
our family dynamics.”
My voice carried a protective edge that surprised even me. “You are the least qualified to say such things about family bonds.”
Marcus’s back stiffened at my words. His smile faded completely, replaced by a deep, unfathomable gaze.
“It turns out that being rejected by one’s own mate is so terrible…” he said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper.
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I pulled Adrian away before the situation could escalate further. We left Marcus standing alone in the medical corridor, his figure growing smaller as we walked toward the elevator.
As the elevator doors closed, Adrian smiled despite the tension. “Are you afraid of angering Marcus?”
“He has no right to be angry since I was siding with my foster brother,” I replied firmly.
Adrian chuckled, his earlier anger dissipating. “I wouldn’t bother about Marcus for being a patient.”
He placed his hand on my shoulder, his expression growing more serious. “You forget me as a brother when you have pack matters going on.”
His observation left me speechless. The truth in his words stung more than I expected.
After parting with Adrian, I returned to the recovery ward. As I opened the door, Marcus suddenly embraced
me from behind.
He buried his face in my neck, his breath warm against my skin. “You left me alone, a patient.”
“You’re heartless toward your own mate,” he complained, his voice muffled against my hair.
I tried to break free from the Alpha’s grip but found it impossible. His arms were like steel bands around me.
Finally, I gave up struggling. “You seem too strong to be someone in trouble.”
He chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. His fingers caressed my hair with surprising gentleness.
When he touched my ear, I immediately pulled away. The intimate contact sent unwanted shivers down my
spine.
Marcus stared at my lips, and I could see him resisting some internal urge. His golden eyes darkened with
barely controlled desire.
“I’ll accept whatever you say. I’m not angry,” he said softly.
“You don’t have the right to be angry at your Luna,” I retorted, my voice sharper than intended.
As Marcus’s grip loosened, I broke free from his embrace. My heart was racing from the unexpected intimacy.
“Don’t touch me so casually in the future,” I warned, moving toward the guest chamber.
Just as I was about to enter the room, Marcus asked quietly, “What did my mother say to you that day?”
I paused, my hand on the door handle. After a moment of consideration, I replied carefully.
“Victoria told me to take good care of you and not let you suffer.”
I entered the guest chamber and closed the door firmly behind me. Through the thin walls, I could hear
Marcus moving around in the main room.
He was probably pondering over my words, wondering about the true nature of his mother’s conversation with me. The lie came easily, but it left a bitter taste in my mouth.
The next day, after I accompanied Marcus for his medical treatment, Victoria arrived with a meal from Moonstone Manor. The elaborate spread filled the room with rich aromas.
Seeing Marcus’s improved health, she didn’t argue with me for once. Her usual cold demeanor seemed slightly softened by relief.
had already booked a flight and decided to announce my intentions. “I’m returning to Riverside City today
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Victoria looked surprised by my sudden declaration. Her eyebrows rose in genuine shock.
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“David is in trouble,” I explained calmly. “Although he’s not my biological brother, he’s the only one left from
my foster parents.”
I met her gaze directly, my voice steady. “As a mother, you must understand the feeling of your son being in
trouble, right?”
“Victoria-” she began, but Marcus interrupted before she could react.
He moved the dessert from the meal toward me, his gesture casual but deliberate. “Would you like to have a
taste?”
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