บททั้งหมดของ Alpha's Regret: Mommy, Daddy, We Want to Be Together!: บทที่ 281 - บทที่ 290

SOPHIA'S POVNathan leaned against what served as the kitchen counter at the cabin, arms folded, jaw tight. “You’re not going alone.”“I’m not asking for permission,” I said, slipping my coat on. “But I am telling you – so you don’t come tearing through the woods after me.”He stepped forward. “Sophia—”“I felt something,” I interrupted, voice low but firm. “Something from them. A flicker I’ve never felt before, not like this. I don’t know how to explain it.”He paused. He knew that as long as it concerned them, I would do anything. He had just come into the room, the scarf fiasco still clear in his mind, and I knew that his frustrations knew no limits.“It’s not a bond. It’s not magic.” I added, already anticipating the look in his eyes. “It’s just... something in my gut. I can’t ignore it.”“You shouldn’t go alone.”“I won’t be.” I glanced toward the hallway where the twins slept peacefully. “They’re counting on me.”His eyes softened for a beat, but then hardened again. “You think

NATHAN’S POVThe forest was quiet – but not in a peaceful way. This was the kind of silence that followed destruction, the kind that crawled under your skin and whispered that something had gone wrong.The kind of wrong you hadn't been expecting.My boots slammed against the damp ground in a hard pump, my breath hard in my lungs as I tore through the trees. The bond between us wasn’t glowing or screaming in my mind – it was something more grounded. Like a splinter under my skin that wouldn’t stop digging. A sense, almost human in its simplicity I would say. She needed me. That was the only thing going through my head as I ran. All the other thoughts were all background noise.I didn’t wait for Theon or any backup. I just moved. Lola’s scent was faint, but it was there, tangled with Sophia’s. And underneath it–Blood.Not hers, not the twins’. I would’ve known.Just… blood.My heart slammed against my ribs as I pushed into a moonlit clearing. The first thing I saw were the bodies – se

NATHAN'S POVThe Devil’s Spine was no place for hesitation.The trail narrowed to a ledge barely wide enough for a wolf to cross, and the wind howled like something alive, hungry and waiting. It was no place for a lesser creature.Far below, the world dropped off into darkness – no trees, no cover. Just jagged cliffs and death if you slipped. Which had happened to wolves more times than I would like to think about.And we were deep into it now.Each step forward scraped against stone. Each inhale burned. Each exhale released the pressure in your chestTheon moved ahead of us, silent but sharp. Vivian flanked the rear, checking our six. Sophia stayed close, her senses locked in, her fingers twitching slightly like she was keeping hold of something – some thread that still led to the twins.“We’re getting close.” She said without turning her head.I didn’t question her. That bond she had with Alex and Alexia – it had only gotten more precise since we started tracking. Like it was learni

SOPHIA'S POVThe fire started fast.Orange bled through the trees like a second sunrise as Vivian and Lola launched their offensive. I saw the flicker of movement – shadows flaring with each explosion – and the answering cries from the guards in the distance.It was working.“They’ve taken the bait.” Nathan murmured beside me, crouched low among the moss and stone.I didn’t answer. My eyes were locked on the lodge, that twisted shell of what once must’ve been a sanctuary. Now it loomed like a fortress. Lodge was clearly an understatement. It was clearly never meant to be limited to that small a word. It was more like a mini castle. Its outer walls were splintered in places, fortified in others. Just what had Malachi been up to over the years?There were patrols. Searchlights. Traps buried beneath the snow. It clearly wasn't wasn't built for comfort – it was built for war. But there was one thing they hadn’t prepared for – us.Nathan gave a small signal with two fingers and moved. Si

SOPHIA'S POVThe snow had stopped, but the cold remained.Victory always felt different than I imagined. I guess it would feel different, now that I had it. It wasn’t triumph – it was just a simple silence. The kind that sinks into your bones after you’ve screamed your last breath and still didn’t get the justice you wanted.Nathan stood beside me, bruised and steady. “It’s over.”But I couldn’t say it back. My chest was too tight. My fingers curled at my sides. Something was missing. No – someone.Malachi.I hadn’t seen him fall. I hadn’t seen him surrender.And men like him never surrendered.I took a step away from Nathan. He looked at me, reading the storm in my eyes and then hearing the words in my mind.“Sophia,” he said gently, “you don’t have to do this.”“I do,” I said. “You know I do.”His jaw tensed. “Then I’ll come with you.”I shook my head. “Not this time.”He didn’t argue. He only nodded once, his eyes heavy with understanding – and something deeper. Regret, maybe. Or g