บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Regret : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

KYRANI left Gena on the floor, and rushed to Arlan's chambers. I had already lost Mabel, I couldn't sit back and watch my son slip away from me. I found him on his bed, covered in thick blankets, his hair scattered around the pillow. I watched him, not taking my eyes off. My footsteps slowed down. He turned, and saw me. His eyes brightened, and he immediately flung off the blanket. He brought his legs down to the floor. His legs quaked, and he came crumbling down. I strode faster but the maids caught up to him before I did. “Be careful,” she said, but he wriggled away from her, and ran towards me. He gripped my legs, his knees on the floor. “Father, where is mommy?” My hands slowly clenched at my side. He looked frail, trembling legs, warm skin, pale lips. “Why haven't you eaten?” I asked, my voice hard as I crouched down to his level. His eyes misted. “Where is my mommy? Why hasn't she come to see me?” He cried, his tiny voice cracking. He looked up at me with huge teary ey

MABEL. I stood up, slid the document into the drawer, and fixed my suit absent-mindedly. I remembered two years ago. Kyra was lying on that bed, her face pale, lips cracked. Her whimpers were enough to make anyone with an actual heart pity her. She lay there so long, and for once, Kyran didn't come to see her. Not even when a lot of donors' hearts didn't match with hers. I thought it was just my bad luck. But right now, learning that Maria was never terminally ill, and that Kyra had been injected with a lot of sedatives and corticosteroids. Someone wanted her dead. The question was who? It couldn't be Veyron. Veyron couldn't be that heartless to his Alpha's daughter. But then again, Kyran never cared. I ran my tongue against my lips, then shook off the thought. As for this, I would get to the root of it. It doesn't matter how many more years. I have power now. I wasn't a weakling or pitiful Luna. I walked out of my office, staring at my watch repeatedly, footsteps fast. “M

KYRAN. I sat in my office, gaze fixed on the laptop monitor. The lamplight on the table served as a light source to the office. I kept tapping on the desk. My breathing changed with each tap. I have calculated how many emails I have sent the past two years. That's 104 emails in total. Of course, I wouldn't send loads of emails every week. That would come off as desperate. Truth is, I was desperate, but I was still the supreme alpha. I couldn't risk acting weak. Seeing my email alone should spark urgency to whoever was reading them. But, my emails have been blatantly ignored by this pack. Whatever their name was. Crescent Zenith pack. My claws scraped the surface of my desk. I leaned back, still staring at the email. I couldn't let this opportunity slip before me, if things get worse than they are right now, I am most certain that I would lose my position as supreme alpha. And other alphas would snatch it in a heartbeat. The reason they hadn't done that in two years was because

KYRAN. I have spent two days preparing. I checked all crescent Zenith files. Organised negotiation terms. I was ready to give them land as long as they are willing to extend their support. “Alpha, the Crescent Zenith pack has helped the supreme council for years. All of a sudden they disappeared,” Percy said, reading from a file, his posture straight. I have called him to my office to tell me everything about the Crescent Zenith pack. Rumours and truths alike. I didn't mind. Anything to know before meeting that proud Alpha. “So why did they suddenly stop helping?” “It's not mentioned alpha.” He flipped through the book, then returned to the first page. “It says here that ever since the new alpha took over, they have refused to be involved with other packs.” I placed my elbow on the desk, then rubbed my jaw lightly. The alpha was indeed a proud one. If I wasn't in need, or I hadn't cast Mabel away, I wouldn't have to be thinking of literally begging for support. Solely thinking

MABELThis was totally worth it. From the look on his face to the way color drained from his features just by seeing me… It brought a twisted sense of satisfaction to me. He said he searched for me, that I should've returned?And then what? Watch him treat Gena with love while I drowned in helplessness? Or return and let him gloat that I couldn't survive without him?I'd have gladly died at the hands of the rogues than return to watch him treat me like trash in a place where I was supposed to be respected.Kyran took another step forward, his eyes warm. Two years ago, I'd have jumped for joy at that gaze. But right now, I only felt disgust… a burning need to slide my claws through his throat to quell the anger inside of me.“I know I hurt you, but there's still time to fix things,” he said, his voice low. It was almost like he was pleading. Desperate.My lips twitched. ‘There's still time to fix things?’ Of course there is. Only this time, I'd be the one taking care of everythi