The Regretful Alpha 16.2

Vione closed her eyes. She could feel Usher's presence. There were no footsteps or other sounds, but her intuition never failed to detect Usher's presence, just like now.

A moment later, a gentle touch landed on Vione's shoulder. Her breath caught in her chest, and her body tensed instantly. Then she felt the touch turn into a gentle stroke, accompanied by Usher's voice calling her name.

"Vione."

Vione flinched. She let Usher's fingers slip from her shoulder. She recoiled. "Say nothing, Usher. I will never let you go through the time portal again."

But Usher didn't give up. He grabbed Vione's wrist. He held on to Vione and would not let go.

Vione struggled. "Usher."

"Please, Vione," Usher pleaded insistently. He pulled Vione into his embrace. "Please, listen to me."

Vione ignored Usher's plea. Instead, she continued to try to break free. She pressed against Usher's chest with both hands, but her efforts were in vain. Usher didn't budge.

"This is the only way I have, Vione. So please.