All Chapters of ALPHA'S REGRET: EX-MATE YOU ARE MINE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

GRACELYNN MILLER…..I stared at her in utmost shock. “Huhh!” I shook my head at her nonsense. “You know, Gianna. You have gone mad out of jealousy. How can you say that Zade is in love with me? When he himself renounced me for you, his first love. Because of you, he has not even kissed me in the four years of our marriage. You have no idea what hell I have been through in those four years of my marriage.” I let out a bitter laugh, looking at the other side. “Now you are telling me, he has feelings for me. Really! Do I look like an idiot to you that I will buy your words? If you are in the mood to joke with me then please don't. If it was before then I would have laughed at your words but after my divorce joke felt like poison to me.” I noticed how she sighed heavily. “I know you will not believe me. But it won't change the truth anyway if you believe my words or not. But let me tell you, I don't care if he loves me or not but I love him. And I want him in my life. No one can take

ZADE MEADOWS“Liliana never loved you, Zade. She was always after your money. When you dumped her she chose someone richer than you. But I have always loved you. And only you, Zade. And you know that.” Grace sat close to me and said holding a pool of emotion in her eyes while holding my arm. “I don't know if it was love or something else that I used to feel for you, Gianna. But I never felt for anyone what I feel for Liliana. Even though we sever every tie between us, my feelings for her never change.” I removed her hand from mine. “I know you love me. But you can't insult Liliana like that. Because you can never love me the way she used to love me in your seven lives. I used to be the world to her. Her world used to revolve around me only. If she is not with me today then only I am responsible for that. I lost her because of my foolishness. And I will do anything to win her back.” My words were clear. I hope Gianna understood that she has no place in my life other than a good frie

ZADE MEADOWS….."Hello,""Is this Zade?" I heard an unknown voice on the other side of the phone. I was driving so I was using an iPod. “Yes, who are you?”“Sir, May I know what's your relationship with Miss Gracelynn Miller?” I was confused by the interrogation over the phone call. “My ex-wife,” I replied with hesitation. “Oh! Your number was on her emergency contact. That's why I am contacting you to tell you that sir, you need to come to the Central Washington hospital as soon as possible. Miss Miller is seriously injured, someone admitted her here.” His words fell like thunder on me. And I put a sudden brake right in the middle of a busy road. “It's a murder case. Someone tried to kill her.”"WHAT!!!"“Please come to the hospital.”"I'm on my way. Don't worry. I'll be there in fifteen minutes." Saying that I hung up the call. I ran my fingers through my hair trying to make myself calm down. I couldn't breathe. And my pulse quickened. I felt like I was going to lose somethin

Grace Lynn’s father barged into the room furiously. “I want some privacy here. So please stay outside until I'm done talking to my daughter.” Christian Miller ordered them in his dangerous tone which was enough to stop someone’s heartbeat. A mere glance of his could send a chill down someone’s body. And his death glare could shake someone to the core. They all agreed and stepped back after closing the door. Cristian Miller walked forward to his daughter who was lying on her bed holding her breath in fear. “See, what have you gotten yourself into? I told you to move on in your life and start your new life. But you didn't listen to me. You were adamant to take revenge on Zade. But this revenge game of yours has attracted enemies in your life. You are not safe here. Whoever tried to kill you might try to kill you again if they get to know that you are still alive. I can't risk your life anymore. So I have decided to take you with me.” Grace pulled up her best innocent face to convinc

The Royal Mirage — DC’s most exclusive nightclub. Crystal chandeliers glittered above a sea of silk gowns and expensive cologne. Velvet ropes guarded the entrance, and paparazzi flashes burst like fireworks outside. Only elites stepped inside — politicians, business tycoons, heirs of empires. Tonight, they were about to witness a queen’s return. The doors opened. And silence fell. Grace Miller walked in — slow, deliberate steps that echoed above the bass. The navy-blue glitter dress hugged her curves like it was sculpted onto her body, the long sleeves shimmering under the lights. Her legs, endless and lethal in cross-strap stilettos, carried her forward like a goddess descending from Olympus. Her loose curls cascaded over her shoulders in glossy waves, framing her face like a halo forged in temptation. Her bold red lips curved into the faintest, most dangerous smirk. Diamond earrings swayed with every step, scattering light like tiny daggers. The music didn’t just lower, it stop