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Chapter 186: Aurielle DuVall
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Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter 200: Aurielle DuVall
Who needs therapy when you can just traumatize your sister back? My new slogan.Dinner dragged on in heavy silence. The only sounds came from forks scraping plates and the occasional clink of a glass being set down. The food was untouched more than it was eaten. Every so often I felt eyes darting toward me, then away again, the tension weaving itself into a suffocating net.The quiet broke when my father staggered into the dining room, smelling of alcohol and stale sweat. His shirt was rumpled, his eyes bloodshot, his steps uneven. Without a word he reached across the table, grabbed the bottle of wine, and tilted it back. He drank greedily, letting the liquid spill down his chin as though he hadn’t tasted water in days.Auburn’s knuckles whitened as her hand clenched tighter around her knife. She didn’t lift it or make a sound, only pushed food around her plate with her fork. She hadn’t taken a single bite. When he finally drained the bottle, he let it fall from his hand. It rolled a
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter 199: Aurielle DuVall
With nothing else to uncover in Nerissa’s bedroom, I searched the rest of the house. My parents’ room was the only one untouched, the bed still made, the walls bare, the space free of the suffocating obsession I had just witnessed upstairs. It looked almost normal, which in itself was strange, like a stage set where someone had cleaned up for show.But I know the truth. This just meant that no one had slept in the room in weeks. I ended up in the living room, sinking into the couch to wait. The house was heavy with silence, broken only by the occasional creak of wood as the sun slipped lower in the sky. When the door finally opened around five, my mother stumbled in, dragging my father by the arm.He was drunk. The stench hit before I even saw his face. She dropped him by the center table like a sack of flour, disgust clear in the stiffness of her movements, then stormed into the kitchen with the meager bag of groceries she’d managed to bring back.I looked at him with nothing but an
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter 198: Matthias Crowe
My obsession is the only thing keeping me going. Waking up each that after the humiliation ritual some people are calling my engagement party has been rough. I get stared. No one dares to come up to me to say what they actually think but the stares don't stop. Nerissa is slipping. I sense she's getting into a mindset that makes my wolf scream at me to throw her out of the house. But I just won't do it. Perhaps I hate myself now but who really knows. At this point I've stopped asking questions whenever I do something. I've buried myself into work, making sure my pack is functioning.I refuse to let my personal problems disrupt my growth. I was on a good path before all this mess of feelings, and who is truly my mate. I want to find my way back to that point. At least when it comes to my work. When I'm not working these days I'm searching for any new information about Aurielle. Or Cassiel. Something that would make me a bit happy. Like a decline in his Pack's revenue, or something
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter 197: Aurielle DuVall
My eyes swept over the room again and again. I had never seen so many photos of myself in one place. It was suffocating, disturbing, and downright disgusting. How obsessed could Nerissa possibly be? And why did she choose me?I stepped further inside, the floor creaking under my weight as though warning me away, but I kept moving. The air was stale here, heavy with dust and something faintly metallic, like old blood or rust. I glanced around at the chaos of her private space. Clothes were strewn across the floor, papers piled in corners, but the photographs were the true centerpiece. They covered every inch, layered on top of each other until the walls felt like they were closing in on me.Was her bedroom always like this and my parents simply ignored it? Or had they been kept out too, just like me? The questions clawed at my skull, refusing to let go.I reached for a photograph that lay face up on the bed. My hand trembled as I lifted it. The image stopped my breath. It was me on my
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter 196: Aurielle DuVall
After breakfast, Cassiel and I moved through the quiet rhythm of getting ready for the day. My earlier embarrassment had slipped away faster than I expected, replaced with an ease that let me actually enjoy his company. We talked while we gathered our things, small but meaningful conversation that made the house feel warmer, more like a home than just his place.What truly left me speechless, though, was the kiss at the front door. I had my car keys in hand, ready to leave, and suddenly his mouth was on mine. It was not a chaste goodbye. It was heated, lingering, the kind of kiss that curled in my stomach and set my heart racing all over again. By the time he pulled away, my breath was unsteady and my fingers clenched too tightly around the keys.This whole thing was backwards. Too fast, maybe. It was hard to care because I was happy about all of it. I was not sure if I would ever go back to my own house, but if this was what it meant to stay here, wrapped up in this strange domestic
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter 195: Aurielle DuVall
I woke up feeling queasy, my stomach rolling as if I had eaten too much, and at the same time my body felt unbearably heavy. Exhaustion clung to me like a second skin. What happened last night?The moment I asked myself the question, it was like a switch flipped in my head. Memories poured back all at once, vivid and sharp, and my eyes shot wide open. I remembered. I remembered everything. Cassiel’s mouth, his hands, the way he had held me down, the sounds I had made, the way my body had come apart beneath him.Oh my god.Did that really happen?My hands flew to the pillow under my head, and I crushed it to my face before screaming into it, muffling the sound but not the sheer panic. I can’t believe that happened. How in the goddess’s name am I supposed to look him in the eye now? Maybe, if the universe were merciful, I could just die of embarrassment before that moment ever arrived.I rolled over, trying to bury my face in the sheets, and that was when I noticed the changes in the ro
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