Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 155

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Elsa

“Thank you for meeting me.” I stepped closer, hands clenched so tight

my knuckles turned white. “I wanted to discuss my cousin’s situation

“The hospital won’t be issuing any settlement agreement,” he

interrupted, his words clipped and rehearsed.

My stomach dropped like a stone. “But surely there’s room for

negotiation?” I pleaded, unable to keep the desperation from my

voice. “Oliver’s actions were wrong, but he was distraught over my

mother’s condition.”

Campbell shook his head. “This incident has attracted too much

attention. The nurses are talking. Other patients have complained

about security concerns. The hospital can’t appear to be letting

someone off just because they have connections.”

“I’m not asking for special treatment,” I insisted, my voice rising

despite my efforts to control it. I paced a few steps, running both

hands through my hair. “Just mercy, for fuck’s sake. He’s young, he’s

never been in trouble before.”

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“That’s for the courts to decide.”

“What if we made a formal apology? And a substantial donation to

the hospital? Or to Dr. Green directly as compensation?” The words

tumbled out as I gestured wildly, desperate for any solution.

Campbell’s expression remained impassive. “The decision has been

made, Ms. Hale.”

“Can I at least speak with the hospital director? Dr. Morris?” My voice

was trembling now. “I’d like to explain the circumstances personally.”

“Dr. Morris is not available for this matter.” His tone left no room for

argument.

I felt my patience snap like a brittle twig. “Fine. Then perhaps you can

answer another question for me.” I stepped closer, lowering my voice

to a dangerous whisper, my finger jabbing the air between us. “Was

my mother’s special medication really redirected to another patient?”

Campbell’s composure faltered. A flicker of unease crossed his face. “I

don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Bullshit. I think you do.” My hands clenched into fists, nails digging

painfully into my palms. “My mother was prepped and ready when

that medication arrived. It was meant for her. But someone else got it

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instead. Someone with more influence.”

He swallowed visibly. “Ms. Hale, you’re upset, and understandably so.

But making accusations won’t help your cousin’s case.”

“So it’s true.” My body was literally shaking with rage. “You diverted

her medication.”

“This conversation is over.” Campbell stepped back, straightening his

tie with trembling fingers. “If you push this, your cousin might find

himself facing additional charges. Interfering with hospital

operations is a serious offense.”

The threat was unmistakable. He hurried toward the door, nodding

curtly to Allen as he passed.

“Fucking coward,” I snarled, staring at the closing door. I kicked a

nearby chair, sending it scraping across the concrete.

Allen approached, concern etched on his face. “That didn’t look like it

went well.”

“It didn’t.” The wind picked up, and I shivered violently, suddenly

aware of how cold it was on the roof. Or maybe it was just the ice in

my veins from hearing the truth confirmed.

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Allen slipped off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders. The

fabric was warm from his body, and it smelled faintly of cedar and

something uniquely him. “You’re freezing,” he said.

“Thanks.” I pulled the jacket tighter around me, fingers clutching the

lapels desperately. “The hospital won’t help. They’re worried about

their precious reputation and legal liability.”

“I heard.”

I looked up at him, surprised. “You were listening?”

“Wolf hearing,” he reminded me with a small smile. “And he wasn’t

exactly whispering.”

I sighed, leaning against the railing, my body suddenly feeling like it

weighed a thousand pounds. “He all but confirmed that my mother’s

medication was given to someone else. Someone with influence. God

damn it.” My voice broke on the last words.

Allen’s expression darkened. “That’s not just unethical. It’s illegal.”

“Yeah, well, good luck proving it.” I felt utterly defeated, my shoulders

slumping. “I’m just a lowly Omega secretary–former secretary–with

a troublemaker cousin. My word against theirs.”

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“You’re more than that,” Allen said quietly. His sincerity made me

look away, uncomfortable with the raw emotion in his eyes.

“Anyway,” I continued, clearing my throat and wiping angrily at the moisture gathering in my eyes, “I’m back to square one with Oliver’s

case.”

Allen was silent for a moment, then said, “I might be able to help. My

family’s real estate company is developing the new east wing of this hospital. We have some leverage with the administration.”

I turned to him sharply, hope flickering to life. “You could talk to

them?”

“Better than that. I could talk directly to Dr. Morris. He’s been

courting our investment for months.”

The offer was so unexpected, so generous, that I didn’t know how to

respond. “Why would you do that for me?” My voice was barely above

a whisper.

Allen shrugged, his expression casual but his eyes intense. “Because

it’s the right thing to do. And because…” He paused, seeming to

choose his words carefully. “Because I like you, Elsa. You deserve

better than what’s happened to you.”

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Something warm and unfamiliar bloomed in my chest. I tried to

ignore it. “Thank you,” I said simply, blinking rapidly to dispel the

tears threatening to fall.

His smile was warm, genuine. “Do you need a ride home? You look

exhausted.”

The offer was tempting. The thought of being alone in my apartment,

replaying the day’s events, made my stomach knot. “That would be

great, actually.” I swayed slightly on my feet, the lack of sleep finally

catching up with me.

As we walked toward the elevator, I realized I felt lighter with Allen

beside me. There was none of the tension I’d always felt with Drake-

no power games, no constant assessment of my worth. Just simple

kindness.

“You know,” I said softly, unconsciously leaning closer to him, “I think

this is the first time in years I’ve accepted help without feeling like

I’m selling a piece of my soul.”

Allen’s expression was a mixture of sadness and understanding. “It

shouldn’t be that way.”

“No,” I agreed, shaking my head. “It fucking shouldn’t.”

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The elevator doors opened, and we stepped inside. Just as the doors

began to close, a manicured hand shot between them, forcing them

back open.

Vera stood in the doorway, her perfect features arranged in an

expression of surprise that didn’t reach her calculating eyes.

“Elsa,” she said, her voice dripping with false concern. “What a

coincidence.”