All Chapters of Mr. Alpha, I Love You No More : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The evening was peaceful, the soft sound of the TV filling the room. Kent sat back on the couch, sipping his drink while Ethan shared stories about his life abroad. It felt good to catch up, like no time had passed.Ethan swirled the liquid in his glass, eyeing Kent with an amused smirk. "So, tell me." He started, leaning forward. "You got yourself a mate now, or are you still riding solo?"The question hung in the air for a moment. Kent's relaxed expression faltered, his grip tightening ever so slightly around the rim of his glass. A shadow flickered across his face, a glimpse of something unresolved."It's.... complicated." Kent finally admitted, his voice carrying the weight of something unspoken.Ethan lifted an eyebrow. "Complicated? What kind of complicated? Are you having problems?"Kent opened his mouth to reply but before the words could leave his lips, a sharp knock at the door sliced through the moment. He exhaled, setting his drink down. "Excuse me." He murmured, pushing h

Nicolai was buried in paperwork when the office door flew open with startling force. Kent stormed in, breathless, his voice urgent as he called Nicolai's name.Nicolai's frown deepened. "Kent, what the hell is wrong with you?" He snapped. "That's not how you enter someone's office."Kent barely reacted, his expression taut with frustration. He raked a hand through his hair. "I know. I'm sorry. But this—this is serious."Something in Kent's tone made Nicolai's stomach tighten. He said nothing, merely stood and stepped toward him.Kent hesitated, his fingers tightening around his phone before he finally extended it. His voice dropped, thick with unease. "You won't believe what's online today."Nicolai took the phone, his pulse hammering against his ribs. His eyes scanned the screen—then the world tilted.He stumbled back, his breath hitching in his throat. His fingers curled around the device in a vice-like grip as the headline burned into his vision.CEO ANNOUNCEMENT: JASMINE CARTER AP

"So... it was all a lie? Everything I knew, everything I've been told, it was all a lie." Jasmine's voice was barely above a whisper, but the weight of her words hung heavy in the air. Her eyes, clouded with pain, bore into Nicolai's, searching for something, anything that could make sense of it all.Nicolai hesitated, then reached for her hand, gently placing his over hers. He expected her to pull away, to reject the comfort he was offering. But she didn't. What he didn't know was how desperately she needed it, how much she longed for something steady in the storm raging within her."It's my fault." He admitted, voice thick with regret. "If you hadn't seen us... if you hadn't run out that day... you never would have gotten into that accident. I wouldn't have lost you." His breath hitched. "I wouldn't have—""It's fine." Jasmine's tone was clipped, cutting through his words like a blade. Slowly, deliberately, she withdrew her hand from his. "I hear you. But I still need to make my fin

Cruella's black car pulled up quickly in front of Stephan's mansion. The tires crunched loudly on the driveway. Stephan was already outside, standing with his arms crossed. He knew she was coming.She stepped out of the car. Her face tight with anger, her eyes sharp and serious.Stephan gave a dry smile. "Cruella. It's been a while. I didn't expect to see you... especially not here. Shouldn't you be with Nicolai?"Cruella didn't return the smile. "I have bad news." She said quietly. "And you're not going to like it."She looked away for a second, then said. "I'll be staying here for a few days. I can't go back to the pack."Stephan's smile faded. "What happened?" Cruella glanced around the yard and said. "Can we go inside first? I'll explain everything."Stephan nodded and opened the door. They walked into his meeting room. The room was quiet, with big maps on the walls and old books on the shelves. They sat down across from each other."I'm listening." Stephan said, his expression d

Kent had just returned with the search party. Outside the mansion, Nicolai and Jasmine waited anxiously. The moment Jasmine caught sight of the guard cradling Isabella's lifeless body, she gasped and raised a trembling hand to her mouth, her eyes brimming with disbelief.Nicolai's expression hardened. His voice cut through the silence. "What happened, Kent?""She took her own life." Kent replied solemnly. "It looks like she ingested a large quantity of wolfsbane. By the time we found her, it was already too late."Jasmine shook her head, sorrow creasing her features. "But why? Why would she choose death over coming clean—for someone like Cruella?""Fear." Nicolai answered, his tone heavy with certainty. "I can still smell it on her. She was terrified of what awaited her... and that fear became her prison." He paused, the weight of the moment hanging in the air. "Whatever her sins, see to it that she receives a proper burial."With that, he turned and walked back into the house.Jasmin