Semua Bab The Alpha's Regret : Bab 21 - Bab 30

KYRANThe banquet ended even before it started, everyone slowly walked away. I stood in the centre, my head lowered, hands at my side. “Look at him, he looks pitiful,” a soft whisper reached my ears. My knuckles cracked to the point it turned white.Pitiful? That word used to be best reserved for Mabel alone. I remembered hearing people call her pitiful, irrelevant. At that time, I never stood up for her. I cast away the woman who needed me more than anything. A lump rose to my throat, and by the time I lifted my gaze, the hall was half empty. Elder Bane was walking towards me, alongside three other elders. Their steps were slow, more grounded with their traditional gowns. The royal guards had all left, a few alphas stayed back, and I could hear their arguments about Mabel. The woman who was never seen has suddenly become the talk of the day. “Well, would you look at that?” Silas' voice came through. I slowly turned to look at him. Arlan was still standing next to me, but he loo

MABEL. “Mistress, are you sure it's okay to have Kyra start school here?” Evie asked, standing next to me. I sat in my study, scrolls scattered all over the floor. Architectures, quantum knowledge. These were the old scrolls my parents had kept for me. They could be used to manufacture drugs, weapons. PSo far, I have only managed to manufacture very few drugs, and nothing else. I couldn't crack through any other thing. “Urgh,” I groaned and flipped the scroll away. Advisor Gus had said that I was special, that I possessed unique abilities that passed down from generations to generation in my bloodline. But I'm afraid that I possess nothing significant. Even after I totally severed my bond with Kyran and broke the seal placed on me, I still haven't been able to exact my true potentials. Evie walked over to my side, picked up a scroll and glanced through it. I exhaled and fell back on the rocking chair. It rotated under my weight. I let it. “I think it would take time,” Evie s

KYRAN. We arrived at the small house I rented on a card. Arlan was with me, holding his small bag in his left hand. The house was cool and small compared to the place I had spent my entire life living in as an alpha. There were only two bedrooms, a small kitchen, and a small bath house. Nothing luxurious. Outside, there was a small wood fence, and a little flower garden well tended. “You can choose to go back to the palace, and stay with Advisor Percy,” I said to Arlan. He didn't reply to me, instead he walked past me, and directly entered the building. “Arlan —” He paused at the door, then turned to look at me. He had this distant look that seemed to blame me for whatever had happened. “I would bring mom back, and until I do that, I am not going to leave,” he said. He didn't wait for my reply and just went inside. I stood there for a while staring at the door, then a soft exhale left my lips. I had left everything over to advisor Percy. He had tried to stop me, giving me reas

MABEL.Ryan was still kneeling when I stood up and walked towards the door. I calmly reached for the door, my hands tightly wrapped around the knob. What was he doing here late at night? I twisted the knob and stepped outside, and there he was, held back by the guards while he kept trying to burst through. “I'm here for my mother. Tell my mother to come see me.” I felt my body turn weak at his voice. He had grown. Almost taller than I was, even at such a young age. He had a soft voice that cracked every time he mentioned the word, mom’ He turned, and his gaze fell on me. His eyes watered, and he stretched harder, trying to fight through the guards. But he was weak; he was easily hauled backwards. I maintained my cold expression, even when he called after me. “Mom, please come home. I would be a good boy, I won't choose Mom Gena.” His words were like a jab at my throat. The feeling of being strangled, where even breathing almost becomes impossible. “Let …” the words fell off m

MABEL. I dismissed everyone and returned to my room. It was dark and cold, but I kept hearing Arlan's voice in my head.“Please don't leave me, mom, please..” The way his voice cracked. I sat down on the bed, my hands gripping the duvet tightly. “Young master starved, hoping that you would return to take him when he fell sick.” Evie said that to me. It was clear and crisp. My son waited in vain. And whether Kyran cared or not, I couldn't tell. I let out a ragged breath, then moved into the center of the bed. The bed was soft under me, the duvet was made of fluffy foam, but it did nothing to stop my mind from spiralling.I had to let him go. His future was with Kyran. And if I let him in, then what next? Kyran would dare to come in, too, and then everything I had built all these years would come crumbling down. I shut my eyes and circled my arms around me. It's for the best.That night, I didn't sleep. One moment I was turning, and the next, birds were chirping outside. I stood