All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: Howling For A Second Chance: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chloe’s POV. As I followed the maid to the bathroom, my mind was racing with a million thoughts, swirling and colliding like a storm inside my head. I couldn't help but wonder why I was able to speak in front of Alpha Jax when just moments ago, I couldn't even open my mouth to utter a single word to Ryan. It was like my voice had been stolen from me. But then, when I found myself in the presence of Jax, everything changed. I could talk, I could scream, and my voice echoed through the air. It was as if a dormant part of me had awakened, breaking free from the shackles that had silenced me before.I couldn't help but think back to the first time I had the dream, the dream that seemed to hold the key to this enigma. I remember desperately trying to speak to Alpha Jax about it, to share my fears and seek guidance. But my voice failed me, leaving me voiceless and frustrated. It was a moment of helplessness, a feeling of being trapped within my own thoughts.And now, as I stood on the pre

Chloe’s POV With a flick of my hand, I opened the door, and my eyes widened almost to the point of popping out of their sockets when I saw Lia standing before me. "What are you doing here again?" I blurted out, unable to contain my surprise. Instead of answering, she swiftly pushed me inside, causing my heart to skip a beat.As I stumbled backward, my mind raced to make sense of Lia's unexpected presence. Was she here to offer answers or add to the growing pile of questions in my mind? The room suddenly felt smaller, the air thick with anticipation and uncertainty. I searched her eyes for any hint of an explanation, but they remained enigmatic, like a locked door refusing to reveal its secrets.My pulse quickened as Lia closed the door behind her, enveloping us in a cocoon of secrecy. I could feel the weight of the unknown pressing down on me, suffocating my thoughts. It was as if the room held its breath, waiting for the truth to unravel.With a mix of apprehension and curiosity, I

Chloe’s POV "What are you discussing with that girl?" he inquired, and I couldn't help but wonder who he was referring to. Had he been watching me? My mind raced, trying to piece together the puzzle of his knowledge. Or perhaps, he was asking about May? "Who is that?" I asked, my voice filled with a mix of curiosity and concern. I needed confirmation, a reassurance that my suspicions were correct. "The girl I met in your room," he replied, his words hitting me like a ton of bricks. It was then that I realized he was talking about Lia truly, My heart sank as a wave of emotions flooded over me.I tried to play it cool, masking my true feelings behind a nonchalant facade. "Nothing, just this and that, it is nothing necessary," I said, my voice betraying a hint of hesitation. The truth was that, I didn't know if I could trust him anymore. If he was still the Alpha Jax I knew before, I would have opened up to him by now. But the Jax sitting beside me right now was confusing, leaving me

Liam’s pov. As I sat there, the shock from the encounter still lingering in my bones, I couldn't help but stare at the man in front of me. My mind was racing, trying to come up with the right words to say. Who had employed me? It was a question that weighed heavily on my mind, and I had no idea how to approach it. I felt completely clueless about the people in this mall, let alone who had hired me.But then, to my surprise, the man spoke up again. "Anyway, go and stay at that place, I will prepare their food," he said, finalizing his decision. A wave of relief washed over me, grateful that he had taken back his previous words. If he hadn't, I didn't even want to think about what could have happened.I followed his instructions and made my way to the designated seating area. As I sat down on the bench, my mind couldn't help but drift back to Chloe. I could still see the shock and disbelief on her face when she saw me. I knew she wasn't expecting me, and I imagined that a thousand ques

Chloe’s pov. I woke up with a jolt, my heart pounding in my chest like a drum. The room was pitch black, and I could feel the rough texture of the ropes digging into my skin. It was as if they had tied me down with the strength of a thousand knots. Panic surged through my veins as I realized the gravity of my situation. I had been kidnapped.My mind raced, desperately trying to make sense of what had happened. How did I end up in this nightmare? I strained my ears, hoping to catch any sound that could give me a clue about my captors or my location. But all I could hear was the sound of my own labored breaths and the pounding of my heart, echoing in the silence.The cloth that covered my head felt suffocating, like a shroud of darkness that enveloped me. It made it hard to breathe, hard to think. I fought against the claustrophobia that threatened to consume me, determined not to let fear paralyze me. With every ounce of strength, I began to wiggle and twist, hoping to loosen the rope