After I Let Go My Alpha He Knelt in Regret

Chapter 120

I had heard of both Marcus and the Crescent moon Pack-his family's influential and powerful group. They were among the most respected in the werewolf world, their strength rivaling that of Silvermoon. Lorek and Marcus were known to be in quiet competition, both striving for the title of First Alpha. There had been no outright confrontation between them, but the rivalry was palpable,

and everyone in the werewolf society knew it.

With a polite smile, I extended my hand. "Hello, Marcus. My name is Shirley. I've heard of you a long

time ago, and I'm glad to meet you here today."

arcus's eyes widened for a brief second, clearly surprised but not taken aback. His smile remained warm and confident as he shook my hand, his grip firm. "The pleasure is mine," he said smoothly. "I've often heard my father talk about you. He speaks highly of your abilities and admires your

dedication to helping others. I've also heard about the charitable work you've been doing. It's

admirable."

I felt a slight flush rise to my cheeks at his words, but I remained composed. From the corner of my eye, I could see the president watching us with a gentle smile, as if he had already envisioned some sort of future connection between Marcus and me.

Suddenly, I sensed a strong, familiar presence beside me. Lorek. He stood stiffly, his eyes locked onto Marcus and me with a complex expression. There was jealousy there, unmistakable and raw. His face, though calm on the surface, betrayed him with the subtle clenching of his jaw and the tight fists at his side. The intensity of his gaze made my heart tighten, reminding me of all the unresolved emotions between us.

Lorik remained silent for a moment, but the tension around him was undeniable. Marcus, ever aware of social dynamics, shifted his attention to me. "Would you honor me with the first dance, Shirley?" he asked, his voice smooth and sincere, though I detected a hint of challenge behind it.

Before I could respond, Lorik stepped forward, his voice firm. "Shirley is my Luna," he declared. "If she's going to dance with anyone tonight, it will be with me." His tone left no room for argument, his possessiveness and protectiveness all too evident. Marcus's smile faltered slightly, but his eyes twinkled with amusement. "Is that so? I wasn't aware there were such strict rules in place for a simple dance," he replied coolly.

I stood between them, feeling the weight of their words and stares. The air was thick with rivalry, and it wasn't just over a dance. They were sizing each other up, and I was caught in the middle. My heart raced, uncertain of how to navigate this sudden confrontation. I wasn't sure what I wanted either-Lorek's claim over me was both comforting and suffocating, and Marcus's invitation, though

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innocent on the surface, felt like a window into a world where I could escape the complexities of my relationship with Lorik

Before the situation could escalate further, the presidend Felix intervened "Centlemen, los are ta a friendly gathering into something else." He looked at me, his voice sottending, "Shirley, way I speak with you for a moment?"

Relieved for the escape, I nodded, following Felix into a smaller, private room adipoet to the ballroom. The atmosphere there was quieter, more intimate,

"I've been meaning to talk to you about something important," Feliz began, this voter carrying the weight of both authority and concern. "My youngest daughter, Alina, has always been fond of you She's heard stories of your strength and Kindness, and, like you, she was a the waterer. She looks

to you a great deal."

I nodded, touched by his words but unsure of where the conversation was going,

"Recently," Feliz continued, "she's been distant. I suspect something's been troubling her, something related to school. But she won't confide in me or her mother. I was wondering if you could help-be her piano teacher, perhaps get close enough to find out what's bothering her

His request was unexpected, but I felt a sense of purpose swell within me. Td be happy to help, Mr. President," I replied. Tll do my best to support her and find out what's troubling her

Felix smiled gratefully, resting a hand on my shoulder. "Thank you, Shirley, I know she'll be in good hands."

As I reentered the ballroom, the soft hum of music filled the air. Couples were already on the dance floor, swaying to the melody. I scanned the room for Lorek or Marcus but didn't see them, which was, admittedly, a relief.

"Who are you looking for? A familiar voice startled me from behind.

I turned to see Lorik approaching, a look of jealousy still etched into his features.

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