bChapter /bb147/bb: /bbPainful /bbConfessions /bband Hidden /bbTruths /b

bChapter /bb147: /bbPainful /bbConfessions /bband /bbHidden /bbTruths /b

b(/bbElena /bbckwood’s /bPOV)

bMarcus /brubbed bhis /bnose bridge, his golden beyes /breflecting a helplessness I’d never bseen /bbefore. His bchest /brose and fell sharply as he continued bto /bbgaze /bat my faceb. /b

made my breath catch.

our mate his voice carrying a weight bthat /b

“At least now I have you in my heart,b” /bhe dered I was momentarily stunned by his confession. The words ho

me like a physical blowb, /bunexpected and raw.

Then the nausea returned with a vengeance. I turned my head and vomited again, he got

everything I’d consumed.

Marcus waited patiently until I finished retching. “Are you done being sick?”

my body rejecting

Before I could protest, he scooped me up in his arms. My feet left the ground as he carried

Shadow Moon Alpha’s Phantom Rolls–Royce.

“Put me down,” I demanded weakly, though my body had no strength to resist.

“We’ll talk more at the estate,” he said firmly, settling me into the passenger seat.

me toward the

The drive passed in a blur of streetlights and my own churning thoughts. His confession echoed in my mind, but my heart felt too damaged to process what it might mean.

Back at Moonhaven Estate, Marcus carried me upstairs to the Master Suite. Each step felt deliberate, as if he was afraid I might disappear if he moved too quickly.

Rachel opened the door, her eyes widening in surprise. “Elena! What happened?”

“She’s been drinking moonlight wine,” Marcus exined, his voice strained with concern.

Rachel nodded knowingly. “That exins the páleplexion.”

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Marcus brought me to our private chamber, gently cing me on the bed. I immediately turned away from him, facing the wall.

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Rachel hesitated in the doorway, clearly uncertain whether to ask questions about what had transpired.

Marcus looked at me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. The silence stretched between us like a

chasm.

“Please take care of her,” he finally said to Rachel. “If I stay to look after her, she won’t be happy when she

wakes up tomorrow.”

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He tucked the nket around me with surprising gentleness. His fingers brushed against my shoulder briefly before he pulled away.

Then he left the chamber without another word.

Once Marcus departed, I slowly sat up. The movement startled Rachel, who had been quietly organizing my nightclothes.

Chapter 147 bPamful /bConf

b“/bElenal bI /bbthought /bbyou /bbwere /bbpletely drunk/b, bshe /bbeximed/b.

b“/bbI /bwas bonly /bbdizzy/bb, /bbnot /bbseverely /bbintoxicated/bb,/bb” /bI bexined/bb, /bmy bvoice /bbhoarse /bbfrom /bbvomiting/bb. /b

bRachel’s /bbexpression /bbgrew thoughtful/b. “bMarcus /bbseemed /bgenuinely worried babout /bbyou/bb./bb” /b

b“/bbYes/bb, /bbI /bbheard /bbeverything /bhe said,” I replied calmly.

bI /bbhad /bbbeen /bconscious enough bto /bunderstand bhis /bbconfession /bbabout /bbhaving /bme in his heart now. bBut /bbmy /bown heart bwas /balready briddled /bwith holes from years bof /bbpast /bbpain/b.

His words came toote. The damage had been done long ago.

The next morning, I encountered Marcus as soon as I left the Master Suite. He was waiting in bthe /bcorridorb, /bbhis /b

golden eyes immediately focusing on me.

“Good morning,” I said politely, pretending the previous night’s events were a drunken blur.

“Elena,” he began, stepping closer.

“Thank you for bringing me homest night,” I interrupted, maintaining my facade of forgetfulness.

leva

Marcus blocked my path to the elevator, his expression intense. “Do you truly remember nothing of your drunken rambling?”

I met his gaze steadily. “It was meaningless alcohol–induced nonsense. Why are you taking it so seriously?b” /b

His jaw tightened at my dismissive tone. We stared at each other in tense silenc

The elevator arrived with a soft chime. I pushed past him to enter, feeling his eyes burning into my back.

(God’s POV)

After the elevator doors closed, Marcus’s phone rang. Amber Stone’s voice was crisp and professional.

b“/bAlpha, I have the investigation results about those two suspicious individuals.”

Marcus pressed the phone closer to his ear. “Report.”

“They weren’t connected to Sophia Rivers or the Sterling family,” Amber Stone exined. “They work for a beauty salon owner named Hazel Green.”

Marcus frowned. “Hazel Green?”

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“She has extensive social connections in the Southern Territory’s upper circles,” Amber Stone continued. “She

likely has significant backing.”

“Continue monitoring the situation,” Marcus instructed, his voice cold with authority.

Meanwhile, Jacob Hayes emerged from a private identification agency, clutching a sealed envelope. His hands trembled slightly as he approached the car.

Adrian Whitmore sat in the back seat, his amber eyes fixed on the envelope. “The results?”

Jacob Hayes handed over the file with barely contained excitement. “Young Master, you should see this

yourself.”

Adrian opened the envelope, his eyes scanning the DNA analysis report. The numbers seemed to blur together until one statistic stood out clearly: 98% gic match.

He stared at the paper in shock, his hands growing cold. This should have been the moment he’d dreamed of

Chapter 147 Painful Conf

bfor /bbyears/b.

b“/bbYoung /bbMaster/bb!/bb” /bbJacob /bbHayes /bbeximed/bb, /bbhaving /bbglimpsed /bbthe /bresults. “She’s really your bsister/bb!/bb” /b

bJacob /bbHayes /breached bfor /bbhis /bphone eagerly. b“/bI must binform /bbyour /bfather immediatelyb!/b”

bBut /bbAdrian /bbremained /bsilent, his expression btroubled/b. Instead of joy, he felt an unexpected wave bof /b

bdisappointment/b.

The girl didn’t feel like bhis /breal sister. Something fundamental was bmissing /bfrom their connection.

(Elena ckwood’s POV)

During lunch, I met Adrian at the Crimson Rose Tavern near the Southern Territory Central Healing Institute.

The restaurant buzzed with quiet conversation from other diners.

“How is your sister search progressing?b” /bbI /basked, cutting into my grilled salmon.

Adrian’s expression darkened. “I found her.”

I looked up in surprise. “That’s wonderful news! You must be thrilled.”

“I should be,” he said quietly. “But I feel strangely unhappy about it.”

His amber eyes reflected confusion and disappointment. “Despite the DNA

feeling that this girl isn’t my real sister.”

I set down my fork, studying his troubled face. “Perhaps it’s d

automatically create emotional bonds.”

Onfirmation, I can’t shake the

to your long separation. Blood rtions don’t

Adrian nodded slowly. “Maybe you’re right. Her name is Sandy Parker.”

The name hit me like lightning. Sandy Parker – I had seen that exact name listed as an emergency contact for

William Parker at the healing institute.

“Sandy Parker?” I repeated carefully.

“Yes. Do you know her?”

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I tried to keep my voice neutral. “I may have encountered that name before. Is she William Parker’s daughter?”

Adrian’s eyes sharpened with interest. “You know William Parker?”

“He’s a patient at our institute,” I exined. “Brain hemorrhage surgery.”

The coincidence seemed too convenient. Was this the same Sandy Parker, or merely someone with the same

name?

(God’s POV)

After lunch, Adrian walked toward the underground parking area. The concrete structure echoed with his

footsteps.

A red sports car approached him, its engine purring softly. The vehicle stopped directly in front of him.

A middle–aged woman emerged, removing her designer sunsses with a flourish. Her features were elegant but artificially enhanced, giving her face a slightly unnatural appearance.

“Adrianb,” /bshe said warmly, her voice carrying a familiar tone.

Adrian’s eyes widened in recognition. “Aunt Hazel?”

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Hazel Green smiled, her gloved hand reaching out to rest on his shoulder. “You look so much like your father.

It’s remarkable”

Her touch felt both familiar and calcting. “How has your mother Dorothea been faring over the years?”

Her eyebrow raised slightly, and there was something predatory in her expression that made Adrian instinctively step back.

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