Alpha Zayne's Regret のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Elias “Sure this is the place?" I asked Kimara, squinting at the old semi detached house. “Yep. Marlene has not been welcoming these past few days. Not sure today would be any different." She sighed.“Let's hope it will be." I smirked, combing my hair out with my hands. Diana's cousin, Marlene, used to have a really bad crush on me as a teenager. With me being said teenager and she being in her early twenties. She would call me handsome and discreetly send me little gifts and openly flirt. But it never went past that because for one thing, I was never attracted to her. And for another, I found it creepy as hell. Most of the other boys didn't though. They thought I was lucky. Marlene was hot. Deep brown hair,grey eyes, perfect hips, perfect height. What was not to like? Her personality. She was more saucy than Diana. I hoped time had mellowed her out but somehow managed to keep that soft spot for me. We walked up the porch steps. I could feel Kimara bristling behind me. No doub

Marissa Sleep eluded me for the rest of the night. I laid awake replaying the dream over and over, wishing I could go back to sleep and maybe continue the dream from when it stopped. But I stayed wide awake for hours. When sleep finally came, dawn had begun to peek over the horizon. And ten minutes later, two small gremlins were crawling into my bed asking me to wake up and face the day. “It's Sunday. Go back to sleep." I mumbled, dragging the covers over my head. They took that as an invitation to play get under the covers with mummy the quickest. I had no other option than to get up. By the time chores were done and four hotdogs were sizzling away in a pan, my eyelids were so heavy it was a miracle I was still standing on my own two feet. I yawned for what felt like the fiftieth time that minute and transferred the hotdogs into a plate. As I turned around to grab some eggs, I heard someone yell out, very clearly in my head, " Catch!” I swiveled around and dived for the p

Elias, " You'd better be dying or already dead in a ditch somewhere." Marissa's terse voice said immediately she picked up the call. “Hi to you too , Rissa." I managed to choke on my voice only a little. “Hi? Really?!" She was trying her best to sound angry but I could tell she wasn't. Or at least she wasn't just angry. The anger was doing a good job of covering up the relief she felt. I could still sense it regardless. “I'm sorry. I should have let you know about my trip before taking off…” " Ya think?!” " Rissa, come on….” " Do you know how worried I've been? How worried the twins have been? They're not used to not hearing from you for long stretches at a time. And I'm not either…." Something else was coming through in her voice; Hurt. I sighed deeply,”I'm sorry Rissa. I really am. I'm really sorry." There was nothing but silence on the other end of the line and my heart broke into tiny fragments as the full extent of the hurt and worry that I had caused her flooded

Zayne, Jane sat with her hands clasped firmly in her laps as she looked around the office with wide eyes. Mrs Day had stepped out to get some forms, saying it wasn't often they got new intakes in the middle of the term. I hadn't known the answer to most of the questions she'd asked about Jane. But all I had to do was play the role of grieving widower who never had to handle any of these things before and now seemed bashfully inadequate. A single father trying to raise his daughter all on his own? Of course she bought it. Every woman would. Jane had been her usual shy and socially awkward self but she'd surprisingly passed the test and answered the questions asked. The headmistress was very impressed. And so was I. “Alrighty." Mrs Vivian Day announced with a smile as she walked back into the office. “Just a few forms to fill out, payments to make and little Jane can resume tomorrow." “She can't resume today?" I asked, taking a peek at my watch. “Oh. A lot of parents usuall

Marissa's POV The driver bowed as I approached him. Not a polite bow like a chauffeur would give but…. More reverential. I immediately felt uncomfortable. He stood at an impressive 6’4, hands clasped in front of him, eyes hidden by thick sunglasses. “I guess you'll be driving me today then." I sighed and he nodded, thick dreadlocks moving along with his head. He opened the back door with a flourish and I held back a groan. The drive was quiet and short. In no time, we were pulling into the driveway of the cottage Zayne had bought. Major renovations had been done to the place to make it bigger than it was originally purchased. The chauffeur opened my door and I climbed out. " I didn't catch your name.” I said kindly to him. "My name is Camden, Luna.” He bowed again. " Camden Luna?” I asked, " Odd surname. But it's pretty, I like it." Camden's lips twitched, “It's n….yes ma'am. Thank you.” He bowed again. A smartly dressed butler opened the doors and took my coat. I