บททั้งหมดของ After Rejection: Mated to My Alpha Brother: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Regina's POVI swayed on my feet, my body trembling with terror and dread.Gray…Gray was poisoned? And most importantly, he was poisoned by MY family ring? But how was this possible?!I walked up to him, stumbling along the way. I wanted to see if he was OK. His face was so pale. He was lying there, with his eyes shut, his chest not moving at all…almost like he was already dead…“What are you doing!” Dorain rushed over and shoved me aside, “Stay away from him! Haven’t you hurt him enough?!”I fell to the ground. Tears streamed down my cheeks at this very moment.“IT WASN’T ME!!!” I snapped my head up, crying. “Why would I hurt my own brother?! I didn’t even know that he was here!”“Maybe because you didn’t want Gray to drag you home?” Dorian gritted, advancing onto me, “You eloped! Brought shame to the entire Ever Moon Pack! You were so afraid of the punishment you might face that you murdered your own brother! I didn’t know you were such an evil person!”I shook my head hastily, brea

I sat in the chair, my hands tied behind my back, my feet also secured to the chair legs. 5 maids surrounded me, doing my makeup and hair.The room was dark. There were woman’s clothes and makeup at the corner. This room looked like the backstage of a theater.An hour ago, I was caught by Torres on my way escaping the dungeon. He brought me to this Underground Club and handed me over to this group of women, asking them to dress me up.“The lords are all looking forward to this. Don’t let them down,” Torres smiled. The malice in his tone sent a chill down my spine.After Torres left, the maids brought me a new outfit. But it was more like lingerie than clothes—it was made of thin and flimsy material, barely covering anything, with very, very little fabric.“Please put this on, Princess Regina,” one of the maids said to me.I grabbed the outfit and tore it apart, throwing the pieces in her face.Put this on my ass!She sneered and, with the help of the others, tackled me to the ground l

I stared at Hover, horrified.His fingers, icy cold and trembling, still gripped my ankle. His once strong and commanding presence was now reduced to a desperate, broken shell.I hesitated, my mind racing.Hover was Torres’s most loyal guy. He did some shitty things to me. He caught me while I was trying to escape, brought me to Shadow Valley and helped Torres kept me here. He was one of the enemies.But on the other hand…he was kind of nice to me.He told me news about Gray. He protected me from Nigel’s harassment. He did everything he could to make sure that I lived with dignity.And according to Torres, he was punished because he stood up to Torres’s tyrant, saying that he wouldn’t let them set me up like that.So in a way, he did end up like this because of me.Hover’s eyes were filled with pain and desperation. They locked onto mine as I pondered.“Help... me,” he gasped again, his voice barely audible over the rain.My mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.Should I save

Regina’s POVMy whole body turned cold instantly.Shit…someone had recognized us…SHIT!!!!“Hover, we need to leave. NOW!” I pleaded, trying to pry him off the terrified staff member.Hover’s eyes were bloodshot. He seemed as though he didn’t hear me at all.“Tell me he’s lying!” he screamed again, but I yanked him back with all my strength.“Let’s go!” I shouted, dragging him away as the crowd started to close in.We bolted towards the car, pushing through the mass of people. Someone were shouting “catch them!”; but we pushed through anyway.My heart pounded, adrenaline surging through my veins.We stumbled into the car, and I fumbled with the keys, my hands shaking. The engine roared to life, and I slammed my foot on the gas, tires screeching as we sped out of the market.It wasn’t until the market faded into the distance did I have the time to roar at Hover:“What the fuck were you thinking?! Exposing ourselves like that? We need to get out of here as fast as we can!”Hover at in th

Regina’s POVAfter gathering our strength and organizing our thoughts, Hover and I prepared to hit the road again.We were now officially heading toward my hometown—Ever Moon Pack.My emotions were a tumultuous mix. Coming back home stirred memories of a life I had left behind. Before, I had once been a princess, cherished and respected. Now, I was returning as a refugee, hunted and haunted by the past.A couple of hours later we were near the border. As we came close to the checkup point, I pulled out a worn duffel bag filled with disguises.“Where did you get these?” Hover glanced at me, asking.“From the market. Before you punched that guy to the floor—Eyes on the road.”We couldn’t risk being recognized. Because ridiculous as it may seem—everyone in Ever Moon Pack was hunting me down and seeing me as a murder.I chose a simple, nondescript outfit—jeans, a faded hoodie, and a baseball cap to hide my face. I handed Hover a pair of sunglasses and a hat to obscure his features."Here,