The Breaking Point of Mate: Giving Up on My Alpha novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102

Third Person’s POV

Marcus merely acknowledged the sound.

Just then, Archer’s communicator vibrated.

He rose to his feet.

“I’ll take this outside.”

Only two of them remained in the private booth.

Camille handed him the menu.

Marcus pushed it aside.

“You want to be my student?”

His tone was razor–sharp.

Camille’s breath hitched slightly, but she didn’t flinch.

“Yes.”

She retrieved her terminal and pulled up her research findings.

Marcus swiped through the data.

The room fell silent, broken only by the faint electronic rustle of scrolling pages.

After a few minutes, he said,

“For a graduation project, this surpasses most doctoral work.”

Camille’s eyes lit up.

Marcus glanced up.

“You completed this this year?”

“Yes.”

“Is that all?”

The air seemed to freeze.

The proud breath lodged deep in Camille’s chest tightened slightly. She steadied her voice.

“I also analyzed the autonomous driving system presented at the last tech expo.”

Marcus gave a small nod.

“Go on.”

She continued her explanation.

As she spoke, her pheromones gradually unfurled–carrying confidence edged with a crisp sweetness.

More than ten minutes passed.

Archer returned once, then stepped out again.

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Just as Camille was about to continue-

Marcus raised a hand.

“That’s enough.”

He stood.

“Strong fundamentals, but still below my standards.”

Camille froze.

Marcus was already heading toward the door.

She hurried after him.

“How can I improve?”

He didn’t look back.

“Observe more. Study cutting–edge developments.”

Just then, the door opened again.

Archer had returned.

Marcus only said,

“I’ve done what I needed to do. I’ll be in touch.‘

Then he left.

The private room fell silent.

Archer looked at Camille.

“Not ideal?”

She nodded and recounted the entire exchange.

After listening, Archer said,

“Your abilities are genuinely impressive. And his advice is sound.”

Camille fell quiet for a moment.

Then realization dawned.

Lately, she had indeed poured too much energy into the racetrack and social circles.

If Marcus’s criticism wasn’t about her capability–but her focus-

then everything could still change.

She exhaled slowly.

“I’ll readjust my priorities.”

Archer nodded.

“Try again.”

Night deepened.

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After leaving the restaurant, Marcus returned to the villa.

Warm aromas of simmering ingredients and spices filled the air, sharply contrasting with the cool night orde

Elmer leaned out from the kitchen.

“Back already?”

Marcus shrugged off his coat.

“Mhm.”

Melanie emerged carrying tableware,

Her scent carried faint notes of apple and frost–calm and restrained.

Elmer lowered his voice conspiratorially,

“Guess we’re not getting a new partner after all?”

Marcus said nothing.

He accepted the bowl Melanie offered and sat down.

His silence was answer enough.

Elmer chuckled.

“Told you. I saw right through her.”

Melanie smiled faintly.

“You’re always the sharpest one.”

She gestured for him to fetch the meat from the kitchen.

After returning, Elmer couldn’t help asking,

“So where does she stand in the field?”

Marcus picked up his chopsticks.

“Above average for a PhD.”

Elmer nodded.

“Great minds think alike.”

The Al field had expanded rapidly over the past decade.

Marcus worked with researchers and systems operating at the highest global tier.

Camille was undoubtedly talented.

But she still occupied the level of exceptional conventional talent.

Compared to Marcus’s team-

several barriers still stood in her way.

As for she and Melanie-

the gap was beyond comparison.

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After all, Camille was twenty–five this year.

And the heights she could currently reach

didn’t even approach the outer boundary of the CUAP core architecture Melanie had completed years earlier.

Then, they resumed their intense work again.

The training room lights glowed an unusually sterile white, the air thick with the metallic heat of overworked equipment and the faint warmth radiating from werewolf bodies.

Marcus sensed their exhaustion as well.

Soon, the digital clock on the wall read 21:17.

For werewolves, this was practically an early dismissal.

He gave them only a brief glance, his voice low and decisive.

“That’s it for today.”

Melanie’s shoulders relaxed almost imperceptibly. She said nothing, simply gathering her materials and leaving with Elmer.

By the time they returned to the residence, night had fully settled.

The villa lay silent, like abandoned territory.

While showering, the hot water streaming down her shoulders and back made her belatedly aware of the deep ache buried in her

muscles.

The fatigue came from sustained, intense mental strain.

She didn’t even bother drying her hair before collapsing into bed. Her apple scent slowly seeped into the sheets, faint and quiet.

She fell asleep almost instantly.

The next day, Swift Tech encountered an unexpected system failure.

That afternoon, Melanie and Elmer were dispatched to assist.

Swift Tech’s headquarters stood in the city’s western tech district, its building encased in silver–gray metal curtain walls like a dormant mechanical beast.

The moment the elevator doors opened, a blend of pheromones washed over them—

Fir. Cedar. A trace of patchouli.

And the territorial declaration of different Alphas.

To ordinary humans, it might register only as a vague sense of pressure.

To wolves, it was a silent assertion of hierarchy.

Melanie’s expression remained unchanged as she followed staff into the technical department.

She and Elmer quickly immersed themselves in system diagnostics.

Cold screen light outlined her profile in calm precision.

Just as they finished verifying a set of core data-

A new shift in scent rippled from the doorway.

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Steady, Sharp, Carrying the unmistakable dominance of a powerful Alpha.

Evander and Simon entered the office area under staff escort.

Their arrival disrupted the previously smooth, industrious rhythm of the workspace.

Simon noticed Melanie first.

He arched a brow, his tone openly amused.

“It’s her? Is she working with Swift Tech?”

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