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Chapter Eleven: Aurielle DuVall
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Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter Ninety-Two: Aurielle DuVall
I couldn’t sleep.Not even a little.The walls of the hotel room felt too close, the sheets too crisp, the air too dry. I’d been lying awake for hours, watching the minutes tick by on the glowing red digits of the bedside clock. My thoughts wouldn’t quiet down. They just kept circling, over and over again, back to one thing: my mother’s call.Why now? Why tonight? Why, after all this time of silence, shame, and everything else we pretended didn’t happen?At 2:06 AM, I sat up, chest tight with frustration. I hated this feeling—this sick, gnawing restlessness that made my skin feel too tight for my body. Before I could second-guess myself, I snatched up my phone from the nightstand and scrolled to the number. It was still there in my recent call log, unmarked. Just a string of digits I didn’t recognize, but somehow, I knew it was her.I hit “call.”The line rang twice before she answered.“Hello?” Her voice was breathy, soft. Hopeful.I hesitated for a beat, then cleared my throat. “Mrs
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter Ninety-One: Aurielle DuVall
The week passed faster than I’d expected—an endless blur of meetings, phone calls, and the constant hum of work in Cassiel’s pack. Every day, I found myself juggling the weight of rebuilding old foundations, mending damaged programs, and slowly regaining a sense of purpose that had been so brutally shattered before. I was always wishing there was more time here, more moments to breathe the quiet determination of this place. But just like that, Friday evening arrived—a sharp, undeniable reminder that time never waits for anyone.Reluctantly, I began to pack once again, folding up my belongings with meticulous care. Each item I placed into my bag felt like a piece of the past I was trying to leave behind, though I couldn’t quite part with all of it. Cassiel has been a rock throughout all of this. We’ve been spending every night together. Either on the phone or in person. It was a small thing, but I loved each conversation.I sighed.I had secured a room in a hotel within the Moonveil pa
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter Ninety: Matthias Crowe
I stared at my phone long after the call had ended, the glowing screen searing itself into my vision like a curse. The line had gone dead less than two minutes ago, but I hadn’t moved an inch. I couldn’t. My hand was still clenched around the phone. My other hand was balled into a fist against the mahogany desk in my office.I couldn’t look away.I couldn’t stop replaying it—his voice.Cassiel Aldric.The ever-so-noble, polished, untouchable Alpha. So calm. So confident. Speaking to me like I was some misbehaving child tugging at his beta’s shirt.I could still hear the exact words.“Aurielle is not your personal maid.”“Try me, Crowe. Shut down those nonprofits and see how fast I blacklist your pack.”He threatened me. On my own call. Over my ex-wife.And Aurielle had given him the phone. Willingly. Easily.Why the fuck was he even there?It’s past working hours. What business does he have in her home at this hour?I stood abruptly, the chair behind me scraping loudly across the floo
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter Eighty-Nine: Aurielle DuVall
The sharp, sudden ringing of my phone shattered the easiness that had finally settled over the room. I blinked, barely processing the sound as I reached for it. My food was forgotten, my heart was suddenly tight. The number on the screen was unfamiliar, but my pulse quickened anyway.Unknown number.That could only mean one thing.I answered without thinking, breath caught in my throat.“Aurielle, don’t hang up.”His voice. Matthias.My stomach twisted. My fingers gripped the phone harder. Didn’t I block him? What was he doing with another number?My jaw clenched as heat bubbled in my chest, rising like steam from a kettle. Fury. Exhaustion. Disgust. It was always him, finding new ways to barge into my life, clawing past every boundary I tried to set.I glanced at Cassiel across the table. His hand froze halfway to his drink. Something flickered in his eyes—sharp and alert—as he watched me carefully. He didn’t ask who it was. I was sure he already knew.I took a breath, steadied my vo
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter Eighty-Eight: Cassiel Aldric
I excused myself to get changed.I found one of the upstairs bathrooms and shut the door behind me with a soft click. It wasn’t the first time I’d walked away from a meeting drenched and scratched by the claws of someone’s disappointment—but it was the first time I didn’t care. Not even a little. Not when the person waiting for me downstairs was Aurielle.I towel-dried my shirt as best I could, wringing the excess water into the sink, then used another towel to shake off the shards that clung to my neck and collarbone. A light knock on the door broke through my thoughts.Aurielle.Her voice was soft through the wood. “Hey, I, um… I brought a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants. They’re oversized. The pants stretch.”I smiled. The idea of her rummaging through her closet—picturing which of her clothes might possibly fit a man my size—was enough to bring warmth into my bones.“My pants are mostly dry,” I called back. “But I’ll take the hoodie.”When I opened the door, I found her standing
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter Eighty-Seven: Aurielle DuVall
After a long moment spent drying his hair—my fingers moving on instinct more than intention—I realized just how close we were. His golden eyes, usually calm and unbothered, were locked onto mine with an intensity that left my heart stumbling over itself.Cassiel didn’t blink. Didn’t move. Just looked at me like I was the only thing in the room worth his attention.Then, slowly, he placed the containers of food he was holding onto the counter. The quiet clatter snapped me out of the daze I was sinking into. My hands stilled on his damp hair, and I pulled back before he could reach for them. Quickly. Too quickly.“I—uh,” I murmured, clearing my throat and dropping my gaze to the kitchen island. “What else did you order?”Cassiel laughed. The sound was warm and rich, like sunshine and velvet all tangled together. It tumbled into the air, tugging a reluctant smile out of me.Still grinning, he grabbed the towel from his head and rubbed the rest of the water from his curls, then gestured t
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