bChapter /bb140/bb: /bbAwakening /bband /bbRevtions /b

bChapter /b140: bAwakening /band Revtions

b(/bElena bckwood’s /bPOV)

bHugo /bbreturned /bbto /blook at me in bthe /bhealing chamber. He stood at bthe /bdoorway for a moment, bhis /bamber beyes /bbstudying /bmy bface /bbwith /ban unreadable expression.

“Elena,” he called softly.

I looked up from my patient files, meeting his gaze with curiosity. “Yes?b” /b

He hesitated, opening his mouth as if to say something important. Then his expression shifted, bing more distant and professional.

“Just… check your medical reports carefully for any omissions before leaving,” he said finally.

I frowned as I watched him turn and walk away. His shoulders seemed tense, and there was something in his

voice that didn’t match his casual words.

Hugo had been acting strangely for the past two days. I wondered if he felt guilty about the harsh words he had spoken earlier and was now embarrassed to face me.

The way he avoided eye contact and the careful distance he maintained suggested he was struggling with something he couldn’t bring himself to say.

(God’s POV)

Meanwhile, the Parker family apanied their daughter Sandy on a high–speed train to the Northern Territory. The rhythmic cking of wheels on tracks filled thepartment as they traveled toward their

destination.

ra Parker chattered incessantly throughout the journey. “Sandy, remember to speak politely when we meet these important people. Don’t slouch, and for heaven’s sake, fix your hair.”

William Parker grew impatient with her nagging. “ra, enough. The girl knows how to behave.”

Sandy stared out the window silently, seemingly ignoring her parents words. The countryside blurred past as she reflected bitterly on her situation.

Everyone was using her for money, including “that she–wolf” who had deceived her into meeting an old man just because she herself hadn’t mated into a wealthy pack.

Her fingers clenched around her handbag as resentment built in her chest. Why couldn’t she have been born

into a better family?

The taxi arrived at a garden–style manor where the Parker family was immediately impressed by the grandeur

of the ckwood estate. Manicuredwns stretched in every direction, punctuated by elegant fountains and

marble statues.

Sandy clutched her handbag tightly, amazed by the servants and pack guards she saw moving efficiently

across bthe /bgrounds. Their uniforms were pristine, their movements coordinated with military precision.

Amber Stone emerged from the main building, her professional demeanormanding immediate respect.

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“bDid Sandy /bbfill /bbout /bbthe /bbpensation /bbcheck/bb?/bb” /b

bSandy /bbnodded /bbnervously /bband /bbhanded /bbover /bbthe /bbcheck /bbfor /bbeight /bmillion bdors/bb. /bbThe /bbParker /bbparents /bbhad /bbdeliberated /bblong /bover bthis /bamountb, /bbconsidering three /bmillion btoo /bblittle /bband /bten million binappropriate/b.

bWhen /bbAmber /bStone epted it withoutment, bthey /bwere relieved. No questions, bno /bnegotiationsb, /bbjust /bbquiet /bbeptance /bbof /btheir decision.

Following Amber Stone to a pavilion in the bcourtyard/b, they saw an elegant and handsome Alpha bsitting /binside. His presence dominated the space even while seated casually.

“Alpha Marcus,” Amber Stone announced their arrival.

Sandy was stunned by Marcus ckwood’smanding presence. His golden eyes seemed to see right through her, and his perfectly tailored clothes spoke of wealth beyond her imagination.

William Parker recognized him as the boy from years ago. “You’ve grown into a fine Alpha, young master.”

ra Parker praised his youth enthusiastically. “Such a handsome and sessful Alpha at your age!”

William Parker awkwardly mentioned that their daughter had also been “hack then,” referring t some past incident involving human traffickers.

Marcus remained silent, his expression unreadable. Then he simply told them,

bank to cash it.”

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As they left, Sandy kept looking back at Marcus reluctantly. His powerful aura and obvious wealth made her heart race with possibilities she knew were impossible.

Her father scolded her harshly. “Powerful Alphas wouldn’t be interested in someone like you. We should take the money and leave immediately.”

Sandy’s face darkened at his words, feeling resentful toward her poor parents for holding her back. She kicked a trash can in frustration, wondering why she couldn’t have been born into a wealthy pack family.

Just then, she overheard two gardeners discussing something interesting. “The Whitmore family is searching for their long–lost daughter,” one said quietly.

Sandy’s ears perked up at this information. A wealthy family looking for a missing daughter? Her mind began

racing with possibilities.

At the bank, the Parker family verified the authenticity of the check. The marble floors and crystal

chandeliers of the prestigious financial institution intimidated them.

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The bank manager confirmed it was genuine. “Alpha Marcus specifically instructed us about this

transaction.”

However, he exined that eight million was toorge an amount to carry in cash. “We suggest transferring it to your ount instead, which requires paperwork.”

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The Parker parents eagerly agreed to the procedures, their eyes bright with dreams of their newfound wealth.

(Elena ckwood’s POV)

That evening, I went grocery shopping with Rachel Thompson near our apartment. The local market was bbustling /bwith pack members selecting fresh ingredients for their evening meals.

At the fish section, I encountered Hugo, who was dressed in casual light–colored clothing. He looked

bimpably /bbclean /bband /bbneat/bb, /bas balways/b.

b“/bbSalmon /bbwould /bbbe /bbbetter /bbfor /bcookingb,/bb” /bbhe /bbsuggested/bb, /bbexamining /bbthe /bfish bdisy with /bbhis /bbcharacteristic /bbattention /bbto /bbdetail/b.

bThe /bbvendor /bbmistakenly /bassumed we were a mated pair. “You’re so blucky /bbto find /bsuch a bhandsome /bbmate /bbwho /b

bcan /bbcook/bb!/bb” /b

bBoth /bHugo and I rified quickly. “We’re colleagues,” I said, feeling bheat /brise in my cheeks.

bThe /bvendor persisted cheerfully. “Wellb, /bthere’s still hope since you’re not properly mated!” Hugo corrected her firmly. “Elena is already mated to an iAlpha /i

iRach /iAfter introducing Hugo to Rachel as a special expert from surgery, teasingly suggested that Hugo liked me. I dismissed her observation immediately, in Hugo’s expression made me wonderb. /b

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b(/bGod’s POV)

Unknown to them, Marcus’s security team was secretly watching from the shadows. Two figures in dark clothing observed the interaction from across the street, taking careful notes.

Later that night, Elena received a text from Marcus. “Don’t set the air conditioning too low. It’s getting cold.”

At a techpany’s poolside party, Marcus heard gossip about Adrian Whitmore going to Riverside City. The conversation revealed interesting details about the Whitmore family’s past.

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“It’s possibly rted to finding his sister rather than mating arrangements,” one pack member spected.

Another added, “The Whitmore family supposedly lost a daughter at birth. It drove Dorothea Whitmore into mental instability.”

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“Adrian believes the child wasn’t actually dead and has been searching for the truth,” a third voice chimed in.

Amber Stone approached Marcus discreetly. “Two people have been secretly monitoring Elena.”

Marcus’s golden eyes shed dangerously. “Investigate their identities immediately.”

(Elena ckwood’s POV)

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The next morning, I apanied Rachel to collect her exam results. The hospital administrator smiled warmly as she handed over the paperwork.

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Rachel’s face lit up with joy and relief. We were celebrating her sess when my phone rang urgently.

“Elena, this is Shadowmere Private Healing Sanctuary,” the voice said breathlessly. “David ckthorne has

awakened.”

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My heart stopped. After months of waiting, hoping, praying, my brother was finally conscious.

Rushing to the facility, I found medical staff gathered around his bed. Davidy there looking around with confused, frightened eyes.

Tears rolled down his face as he tried to speak but couldn’t. His mouth moved soundlessly, frustration

evident in every line of his face.

bThe /bdoctor exined gently, “His consciousness has returned, but his body needs time to recover from the

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bWhen /bMarcus arrived band /bbarranged /bbfor /bbadditional /brehabilitation bcare/bb, /bbI /bbthanked /bbhim /bbsoftly/b. His presence wasforting despite everything between bus/b.

However, anguish filled my bheart /bas bI /bbrealized /bbthe /bbterrible /bbtruth /bbI /bwould have bto /bshareb. /bHow bcould /bbI /bbtell /bDavid bthat /bwhile bhe /bhad only been bunconscious /bbfor /bba /bfew bmonths/bb, /bbboth /bbour /bbparents /bhad died during bthat /bbtime/bb? /b

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