Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229

Elsa

Outside the airport, a black sedan waited–obviously arranged by

Drake. I had no time to argue and got in directly, slamming the door

with more force than necessary.

“To Moonlight Law Firm,” I told the driver, my voice tight with

tension. “In the Moon Shadow Tower downtown.”

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Drake raised an eyebrow but didn’t object. He sat beside me,

maintaining silence, for which I felt unexpectedly grateful.

Moonlight Law Firm occupied the 20th floor of Moon Shadow Tower,

the building illuminated even at this late hour. We took the elevator

up, my foot tapping impatiently the entire ride, and Olivia was

waiting for us in the reception area.

She wore a gray suit, looking tired but professional. When she saw

Drake, her eyes widened slightly, but she quickly regained composure.

“Elsa,” she embraced me, then nodded respectfully to Drake. “Mr.

Stone, I didn’t expect you to come as well.”

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“How is he?” I asked urgently, my fingers digging into Olivia’s arms,

ignoring her surprise at Drake’s presence.

Olivia led us into a conference room and closed the door. “Oliver’s

right leg was broken. He needs surgery and long–term rehabilitation.

The doctors say he might have a permanent limp.”

A wave of dizziness hit me, and I had to grip the table for support, my

knees threatening to give way. “Jesus Christ,” I breathed, feeling like

I’d been punched in the stomach. “Why? Who would do this to him?”

“A man named Clark, from the Moon Shadow pack,” Olivia’s voice

became grave. “But it’s more complicated. Clark is also in the

hospital, in a coma. Oliver claims self–defense, but the situation

doesn’t look that straightforward.”

Drake tensed beside me, his Alpha aura intensifying like a sudden

pressure change in the room. “Clark?” he repeated the name with an

undertone I couldn’t quite interpret.

“Yes, a small–time thug from Moon Shadow,” Olivia answered, then

turned to me. “The police want to question him, but I’ve advised

Oliver not to say anything without a lawyer present.”

“I need to see him,” I said firmly, pushing away from the table and

pacing the room like a caged animal. “Now.”

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Olivia nodded. “I’ve arranged it. The hospital knows you’re coming.”

She paused. “But, Elsa, this isn’t just an ordinary fight. This could

escalate into an issue between the packs.”

Drake emitted an almost imperceptible growl: “If someone from

Moon Shadow harmed a Black Obsidian member, they will answer for

it.”

I turned to Drake, surprised by his reaction, my eyebrows shooting up.

While Oliver was a Black Obsidian member, he wasn’t part of a core

family–not someone who should attract an Alpha’s attention.

“Let’s go to the hospital,” I said, struggling to stay calm, my hands

balling into fists at my sides. “We’ll decide what to do next after

understanding the situation.”

Olivia drove us to the hospital. The entire way, my heart raced,

terrible thoughts flashing through my mind. I chewed my fingernails

until one bled, barely noticing the pain. Would Oliver be disabled?

Would he be arrested for this incident? Would this intensify the

conflict between the packs?

Moonlight Central Hospital was Twin Moon City’s finest medical

facility, jointly managed by both packs. When we arrived, the

corridors were still busy with medical staff hurrying about.

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Oliver’s room was on the third floor, with a police officer standing

guard. As we approached, he straightened but visibly tensed upon

recognizing Drake.

“I’m Elsa Hale, Oliver Brown’s cousin,” I showed my ID to the officer,

my hand trembling slightly. “This is Olivia Wolf, his attorney.”

The officer nodded, glancing at Drake: “Mr. Stone.”

Drake merely nodded in acknowledgment, but his presence alone was

enough to make the officer nervous.

“Can we go in?” I asked, shifting my weight impatiently from one foot

to the other.

“Yes, but don’t excite him. The doctor says he needs rest.” The officer

opened the door for us.

Inside, Oliver lay in bed, his right leg in a heavy cast, his face pale.

Seeing me enter, he tried to sit up but winced in pain.

“Elsa,” he smiled weakly. “You came.”

I rushed to his bedside, nearly knocking over a chair in my haste, grasping his hand tightly. “Of course I came, you idiot. What happened?” My voice cracked as I took in his condition, rage and grief

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battling for dominance inside me.

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