Mates: Regrets and Redemption のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Sianna's POV I slept peacefully and wished that I could stay like this, in my alpha’s arms and away from everybody. I peeked in the kitchen to watch him around the stove frying up those slices of bacon that I love so much. He went to the fridge and took out apples and bananas. He peeled and sliced them up. He walked with his sexy ass to the table to place a jug of milk and the fruits in the middle. “Breakfast is ready, or would you rather keep watching your handsome mate being a kitchen guru?” Giggling at the comment, I hugged him from behind and pressed my body against him so that my hardened nipples teased his back through the thin shirt. “I must feed you before we play, my love.” With a suave smirk, he took my hand and led me to sit in the chair opposite him. “Your mom will be stopping by.” “Okay, did she tell you about the results?” “Yes, but she will tell us more when she gets here.” His gleeful smile tried to lessen my fears. I analyzed that his mood was good so perhaps th

SIANNA’S POV In Vance’s room at the Packhouse, I was getting ready for the ceremony. Usually Alpha’s and their Beta and Gamma lived at the pack house. This is the housing for visitors like other Alphas and guests. But Vance hated too much interference so he built his house ten minutes from here to have privacy. I liked it too because it kept us away from the hustling drama that arose when living with others. All members of the pack had access to the pack house and there were bedrooms to accommodate them. It was like a five-story hotel. Vance loved a lavish lifestyle and this was his way of sharing that with his pack. Vance’s room on the fifth floor was vast and had a small kitchenette, two walk-in closets, and a spacious elegant bathroom inclusive of a hot tub. Duke occupied the fourth floor with his mate, Keisha and together they oversee the operations of the pack house. Blayne would naturally occupy the third floor but he lived in an apartment away from here to facilitate his wil

*****VANCE'S POV***** “Alpha, I spot 50 wolves coming our way.”An elite reported. “Get the warriors and elites in position. We will meet them in the pavilions and battle there. Remember to take a few hostages. Allow only five to live so that we can follow them back to their hideout. Kill the rest.” I commanded through our werewolf’s telepathic connection. Miriam had implemented the protective shield around the pack territory after broadcasting that Hank would be executed in two days. I knew that would force his associates to act quickly. I also created holes in our patrol system to attract them into seeing opportunities to attack. We waited for them to make the first move and made it seem that we were laid back. The Luna ceremony was the event that I gambled on, but I am grateful for its success. The rogues came after its conclusion, but not in the way that I had expected. Each elite had a team of warriors positioned at different layers as a counter-attack measure. Blayne, Duke, a

***Sianna’s POV*** My blood was ablaze and I was ready to kill. It’s not that Gail was his ex, but it was her act of trying to use her sex appeal to sway some compassion from Vance. Then, when I gripped her to teach her a lesson, he held me back and Duke took her ten feet away from me. Does he still love this woman? “Are you trying to kill me because I’m his ex-girlfriend, Luna?” Gail spat out contemptuously, Duke held one of her arms behind her back tightly. Even though he made sure to apply ample pressure to cause her pain, she still found the gall to mock me. “Then you might as well kill Esme too. She fucked him up to the day before he met you!” All this time Helios was trying to tell his daughter to shut her mouth. This one was obviously one of the spoilt ones. “Gail, shut the fuck up.” Duke with the palm heel of his hand, pulled her up and stroked her just below her chin, snapping her head back and knocking her out. “That’s enough out of you!” This was sufficient to convict h

Sianna’s POV Bursting into the pack house, I was like a mad woman going to war. Throwing the office door open to meet Vance in a meeting with Duke and Blayne. Both men raised eyebrows at me, but ignoring them, I walked in looking Vance in the face, trying to read the expression on his face. The impassiveness of his nature was sometimes annoying to me, but it worked for him as an autocratic figure. Around 10 a.m., the sun had already begun to illuminate the sky with its brilliant yellow rays when I woke up. When I noticed that Vance wasn't at home, I assumed that he would be blaming Curtis for what he had done. Moreover, the worried phone call sent my alarm gauge higher. In an effort to stop him, I hurriedly showered, drank some orange juice, and came over here, but it seemed that he had already performed his heinous act. He sat there, cool as ever. When he blinked up at me from his desk, he smiled silkily, "Hi sweetheart." I rolled my eyes, giving him daggers, and slammed at him th