เข้าสู่ระบบ**THE ALPHA’S REGRET** She was chosen for her powerlessness. That was their first mistake. Leslie Grant signed a contract marriage to save her dying mother and drown her family’s debts. She moved into the Blackwell mansion knowing she was temporary — a prop, a placeholder, a girl with nowhere else to go. She expected cruelty. She got something more confusing: a cold husband who ignored her, a stepmother-in-law who dismantled her piece by piece, and the creeping feeling that she had walked into something far bigger and far darker than a simple arrangement. What she didn’t know: the man rotting in prison two hundred miles away is the true heir to everything surrounding her. What she didn’t know: she isn’t fully human. What she didn’t know: the woman who chose her, drugged her, and controlled her made one catastrophic miscalculation. She chose an Omega. And Omegas don’t stay asleep forever. When Devin Blackwell sees Leslie’s photograph for the first time, the mate bond hits him like a blow to the chest. She is in his enemy’s house. She is wearing his enemy’s ring. She doesn’t even know what she is. He can’t afford to feel this. He feels it anyway. *The Alpha’s Regret* is a story about a woman who was built to be forgotten — and the Alpha who discovers, too late to stop it, that she was always meant to burn the world down.
ดูเพิ่มเติมShe looked at the armchairs. The table. The curtained window. The door standing slightly ajar on the far side of the room, dark beyond the gap.Nothing.She crossed the room and sat in the armchair closest to the door she had come through. She set her purse in her lap and folded her hands over it and watched Marcus sit down across from her.He placed a plain folder on the table without opening it.The feeling did not go away.She told herself it was the fear still moving through her. The residue of the locked doors and the dark streets and the gun she had seen and was not going to think about directly. She was in an unfamiliar place with an unfamiliar man and her body was doing what bodies do when they do not feel safe.She told herself that.The feeling remained, quiet and persistent, sitting beneath everything else like something waiting to be acknowledged.Marcus looked at her across the table.“You’ve checked every exit in this room since you sat down,” he said.“Yes,” Leslie said
“You’re going to tell me everything that happened inside that house.”Leslie stared at the back of his head.The car had stopped but she had not moved and neither had he and the silence inside the SUV was a different kind of silence now, heavier than it had been during the drive, the kind that exists when two people are waiting to see who speaks first.She spoke first.“No,” she said. “I’m not going to tell you anything.”Marcus said nothing.“You locked me in this car,” Leslie said. “You drove me somewhere I didn’t ask to go. You haven’t answered a single question I’ve asked you. And now you want me to just start talking about my life?” She shook her head. “Who are you? Who sent you? What do you actually want from me?”Did Catherine send you?“Is this some kind of test?”Marcus said nothing. He kept his eyes on the road.“Answer me,” Leslie said. “Is this about the Blackwells? Because if Catherine finds out I’ve been sitting in a car with a stranger talking about her family, I will l
The driver was quiet for long enough that she had begun to assume he would not answer at all. Then he said, without looking at her, “Not to the family.”Two words more than he had given her in the last twenty minutes. She held onto them.“Then to someone inside the house,” she said carefully. “Someone who isn’t family.”He said nothing to that, which was its own kind of confirmation.Leslie looked through the windshield. The street ahead ended at a junction and the driver turned without indicating, the movement unhurried and certain, the movement of someone who had taken this route before. She watched for a street sign and found one. She did not recognize the road name. She tried to build a map in her head of how far they had come from Meridian and in which direction, but she had lost track somewhere in the middle of the journey when she had been too frightened to pay attention to anything except the locked door.She shifted in her seat and looked at him directly.“Someone knew you wo
Leslie stared at him.“What did you just say?”The driver did not repeat himself. He kept his eyes on the road, both hands steady on the wheel, the same controlled calm he had maintained since the moment she threw herself into his passenger seat.But those five words sat in the air between them and would not dissolve.You should have stayed inside the estate.She had not told him where she came from. She had told him the Meridian Gourmet Store. She had given him a destination and nothing else. She had not mentioned the Blackwell name, had not mentioned the estate, had not said anything about where she had walked from or who had sent her out into the night.He should not have known.He knew.Leslie’s mind moved quickly, pulling things together that she had been too frightened to connect while they were happening. The footsteps behind her on the empty street. The shadow she had caught in her peripheral vision before it disappeared. The driver appearing at exactly the moment she broke in






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