The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 269

Chapter 195: Morning Confrontation

Chapter 195: Morning Confrontation

(Connor’s POV)

The next morning, I drove my Cullinan toward the Winters Family Estate with a specific purpose in mind. As I

approached the villa district entrance, a familiar black Maybach caught my attention.

Adrian Sinclair’s vehicle. I had memorized that license plate number after seeing it parked outside

Moonstone Legal Partners multiple times.

My jaw tightened as I recognized the threat. Adrian was heading to see Olivia again, and my Alpha instincts flared with territorial rage.

I accelerated past his Maybach in a clear display of dominance, my engine roaring as I overtook him. Then I

deliberately slowed down, forcing him to follow behind me.

Through my rearview mirror, I watched Adrian’s reaction. The bastard merely smiled at my territorial display, showing no signs of backing down.

Rather than rise to my challenge, he calmly reduced his speed and followed with practiced composure. His

lack of reaction only fueled my anger further.

Both our vehicles arrived at the Winters villa simultaneously. We parked and exited our cars in perfect unison,

creating immediate tension in the peaceful morning air.

The morning breeze carried fresh scents of dew and flowers. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating

dancing shadows on the ground.

But the atmosphere between us crackled with supernatural hostility.

My ice–blue eyes locked onto Adrian like sharp blades. I fixed him with a cold stare that could freeze blood.

“What is Lawyer Sinclair doing at the Winters family so early?” I asked with a cold smile.

Adrian maintained his polite expression, but his eyes turned ice–cold. “That’s none of your concern.”

My Alpha aura flared dangerously. “Don’t covet people who don’t belong to you.”

“Does the person you covet belong to you?” Adrian retorted without missing a beat.

“She can only belong to me,” I declared with absolute certainty.

“That’s not necessarily true,” Adrian replied defiantly.

My control snapped. I stepped closer aggressively, my presence radiating lethal intent.

“You dated someone else for three months after confessing to Olivia,” I snarled. “Then came back to pursue her after breaking up.”

I moved even closer, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “What do you take her for? She’s not a

second choice.”

Adrian’s polite smile finally disappeared. His expression darkened as my words hit their mark.

Just as he opened his mouth to respond, Olivia’s voice called out from behind the iron gate.

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“Adrian? Why haven’t you come inside yet?”

Her voice carried concern and curiosity. She could see his silhouette through the gate but couldn’t see me

hidden behind the tree.

Hearing Olivia’s voice, Adrian’s harsh expression immediately softened. The transformation was instant and

complete.

“I’m coming,” he called back to her, his tone warm and gentle.

He turned to me with renewed composure, his professional mask sliding back into place. “Goodbye, Mr.

Rivers.”

“Adrian, it’s wonderful to see you again,” she said with genuine pleasure.

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Richard respectfully withdrew to his study without interfering. His departure showed trust in my professional

judgment.

Natalie also tactfully left us alone. As she walked away, I caught her thoughtful expression.

She was probably thinking how well–matched Adrian and I appeared together. I knew she hoped I could move on from Connor and find happiness with someone like Adrian.

“I’ve reviewed the Miranda Blackwood case files,” Adrian began professionally.

“What’s your assessment?” I asked, focusing completely on our work.

“The mate bond severance will be complicated,” he explained. “Malcolm Blackwood is fighting it aggressively.

We discussed legal strategies and precedents with complete dedication. Our professional chemistry was

undeniable.

Back at Moonstone Legal Partners later that day, I felt revitalized by returning to work. More than a month of hospital recovery had left me eager to resume my career.

During my absence, I had to find substitute lawyers for several court hearings. My friends had refused to bring case files to the hospital, insisting I focus on healing.

Adrian had jokingly assured me that the firm wouldn’t collapse without me.

Now, sitting in my familiar office chair, I experienced a sense of rebirth and relaxation. The familiar environment energized me completely.

Jade Mitchell and Emma Thompson welcomed me back enthusiastically.

“Welcome back, boss!” Jade said with a grin, placing a stack of case files on my desk. “Plenty of work waiting for you.”

Emma updated me on cases handled during my absence. “All the substitute hearings resulted in victories,” she reported proudly.

“That’s excellent news,” I replied, genuinely impressed. “Emma, you’ve made significant progress.”