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Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen: Matthias Crowe
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Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Five: Aurielle DuVall
It’s strange how quickly a week can vanish when you’re in a place that feels like heaven. Nirvana? Peace? Living in Cassiel’s home had been… peaceful. Surreal, even. He checked in on me every day just like he’d been doing, never hovering but always aware. He made space for me without asking me to fill it. Whether he was reading, in a meeting, or just brewing coffee, he always made a point to include me in his world. It wasn’t just small talk, he spoke to me about his pack, his ideas, his visions for its future. It was normal for us. Even before this new arrangement, Cassiel and I enjoyed hanging out with each other and talking about everything.Somehow, I knew more about his upcoming strategies than the council members he spent hours with.It felt oddly intimate. Like I was being woven into the very fabric of his life. While he wouldn’t let me stress myself with my own work, but he made sure I knew my insight was invaluable. A part of me wonders if it’s just because he likes me, but
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Four: Aurielle DuVall
I was still upset when Cassiel returned.My nerves were stretched thin, like wires sparking beneath my skin. I’d been pacing through the living room for what felt like hours, too wound up to sit, too exhausted to cry. Too tired to eat. Not tired enough to sleep. Each step I took barely softened the weight pressing down on my chest. My thoughts looped in messy, angry spirals. The conversation with my father kept replaying, poisoning every breath I took.Cassiel finally walked in, late, his arms full of paperwork, exhaustion nowhere on his face. His scent hit me before his voice did. But he didn’t just smell like he normally did. There was something else. Something clean, woodsy, edged with late-night cold. He shut the door quietly behind him, and for a second, just stood there, watching me.He tilted his head slightly, reading me the way he always did. His eyes scanned my face like he was trying to decode something written just under my skin. Then he tipped his chin toward the stairs,
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three: Aurielle DuVall
I stood there like a fool, frozen in place with the phone pressed to my ear, fingers clenched so tightly around the device my knuckles ached. I didn’t even know how long I’d been standing like that. Seconds? Minutes? Time felt syrup-thick and mocking.Because of course it was him that would strike some type of fear into me.Was there something about me that attracted problems? Like a curse stitched into my bones. A magnet for every person I’d tried to escape. Every hand that had hurt me.I swallowed hard and forced my voice into something cold, clipped, unforgiving.“Yes. What do you want?”Being pleasant was a luxury I couldn't afford with this man. Not this heartless, arrogant excuse for a father. This man who replaced me within a year of my disappearance, as if I were some broken item he didn’t want to repair. This man who welcomed Nerissa with open arms, no questions asked, while treating me like a burden the moment I returned.This man who, now that I thought about it, probably r
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Two: Aurielle DuVall
After the whole mess with his brother, who, by the way, was still MIA, Cassiel bounced back by the very next day like nothing had happened. But I could tell it wasn't effortless. He buried himself in responsibility, slipping back into that composed, hyper-functional mode of his. With his brother gone, someone had to pick up the slack. And that someone, of course, was Cassiel.It meant he was leaving the house more often, making trips to the pack’s business sectors, and attending council meetings later than he used to. I hadn’t even known he had several schedules prepared in case this happened. I’d catch glimpses of him coming and going, pressed suit jackets, steady footsteps, barely a word except a kiss on my forehead and a reminder to eat. He didn’t complain. He didn’t sigh. He just… moved.It was like he was comfortable being a workaholic, but it also reminded me of why his house seemed so soulless. He was rarely in it. That’s the thing about Cassiel, he’s a quiet storm. All power,
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-One: Cassiel Aldric
There’s a lot about me the public doesn’t know, and probably wouldn’t understand if they did. My life and choices are complicated. People say they love me. They cheer when I speak, respect my position, and praise the prosperity of my pack. But beneath all that admiration… there’s fear. And I’ve earned it. Call it wicked for me to proudly say I’ve earned fear, but that’s just the hard truth about things I’ve done. I’m not the benevolent, smiling leader they imagine. I don’t offer help without calculating the benefit. Every favor, alliance, and resource I provide comes with a cost. I don’t hand out kindness for free. I’m selective. Precise. While it’s draining at times to be needed, I still end up benefiting from each kind act I offer to each of them. Because that’s how you survive in a region full of competing alphas who would tear each other apart if given the chance. I didn’t rise to leadership by chance. I studied every pack around me, finding their weaknesses, shortages, and bl
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Twenty: Aurielle DuVall
I slid my phone into my back pocket and stepped back into the house, quietly opening and closing the door behind me. The weight in my chest hadn’t eased. Cassiel still hadn’t moved from where he stood, his hand dripping red, his expression unreadable.I held up a hand, silently telling him to stay put. His instincts were always to move toward me, to take charge, to handle things, but this time, I needed him still. I turned and rushed into the kitchen, grabbing the nearest towel before hurrying back to him.But by the time I got there, it was unnecessary.His wound had already healed, his supernatural physiology doing what it was made to do, though the blood still clung to his skin in streaks. His hand was clenched tightly around his phone, knuckles pale.Still, I moved toward him with the towel, reaching for his hand to clean away the blood.Cassiel blinked rapidly, as if coming back into himself. He pulled the phone away abruptly, eyes clearing. “Sorry about that,” he murmured, his v
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