All Chapters of Hers To Ruin: Too Late For Regrets Alpha! : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

«CLARA’S POV»Adrian ran after Ophelia, but she had already disappeared out of sight. He rounded a corner just in time and spotted her running into a room that didn’t belong to her. In the blink of an eye, Adrian reached the door and tried to open it, but it was locked from the inside. "Ophelia, open the door!" His fists pounded hard on the door, his voice commanding. There was no answer. He raised his hand, ready to break the door down if he had to. But then, he heard her voice from inside, stopping him halfway. "I’m fine, Adrian… just… just go," Ophelia said weakly. But Adrian could tell she was pretending. Her voice sounded strained, too low and forced. "Last chance. Are you hurt?" He asked one last time. Truth was, Adrian didn’t care about Ophelia’s feelings. He didn’t actually care. Not after everything she’d done to Clara. But he needed answers. Earlier he'd asked Clara to forgive Ophelia only because he wanted to handle her himself. Back then in the garden

«Third POV»Ryan felt his stomach twist in fear. His hands trembled as he bent down and picked up the bag. It was wet, sticky, and warm. Blood seeped from it, staining his fingers dark red. His instincts screamed at him not to open it as he already had a horrible feeling about what was inside. But he had to know. He had to see. Slowly, with shaking fingers, Ryan opened the bag. As soon as he did, he stumbled back, falling on the ground with a loud thud. “NO!" His eyes went wide in horror. Out of the bag rolled the head of a young woman, her brown hair sticky with blood, her lifeless eyes still open. "Henrietta!" Ryan screamed, his voice breaking in pain. He knelt on his knees, gripping his hair tightly in both hands. His whole body shook with grief and rage. His human mate... the woman he loved more than anything... she was dead! And they had killed her to punish him. "NO! NO!! NO!!!" Tears mixed with the blood on his hands as he stared at her face, unable to lo

«ADRIAN POV»My shoulders tensed, but I turned. Moonlight cut across Lusaka’s face, revealing an expression I’d never seen before—something almost like respect. "You’re really leaving?" He tilted his head, studying me. "Just like that?" I swallowed hard, my gaze flickering past him to where Clara still stood below in the training ground. "I told you. She’s yours to protect now."Lusaka surprised me then. He laughed—not his usual mocking chuckle, but something quieter. Almost tired. "Gods, you’re stubborn." He ran a hand through his hair. "You think I don’t see what this is costing you?"I didn’t answer. The truth sat like a stone in my throat: Everything. It’s costing me everything. Below us, Clara bent to pick up her water flask, her movements slower now. Exhausted. Lusaka followed my gaze, his voice dropping. "I’ll protect her, Adrian. You have my word." When I stiffened, he added, "Not because you asked. Because she’s worth protecting. After all, she's my wife." Something i

«ADRIAN’S POV»I drove back to Dark Howl Pack in silence.The road felt longer than before. My hands stayed tight on the wheel, my jaw locked the whole time. I didn’t want to think. I didn’t want to feel. Not right now.Driving through the forest, the trees blurring past my window. The closer I got to Pack, the heavier my chest felt. Finally, I reached the border and slowed down. The delta patrolling guards standing watch looked uneasy. Their eyes shifted between each other before landing on me. One of them even staggered back a little. I frowned but kept driving. Maybe they were just surprised to see me. I had been gone for days without notice.Still, something felt off.When I reached the packhouse, the feeling grew stronger. People stopped what they were doing. A group of young wolves training near the field all turned to look at me. I saw gasps. Some of them even bowed late like they didn’t expect me. My pack never acted like this before. Just silence and… worry.I gradually par

«CLARA’S POV»The sun was still up in the sky yet the woods were too quiet. I stepped out of the last SUV, my boots crunching on dry leaves.We had stopped at a hidden spot not too far from Dark Howl Pack. The trees were thick here, and the wind moved in the opposite direction, keeping our scents covered. It was the safest place to camp before the fight. The area we camped in was a wide clearing covered in dry leaves. There were at least fifteen black SUVs parked around, some with their doors still open. Warriors were already scattered around the place. Some were sitting on stones and old tree trunks, eating packed food. Others were talking in low voices, trying to keep their spirits high. A few were checking their weapons. One was even telling jokes, and the others near him laughed, though it was easy to hear the tension beneath it.I walked beside Lusaka as we headed toward the center of the clearing. The moment the warriors saw us, they stood quickly and bowed. Even the ones who