All Chapters of His Regret: The Alpha King Wants Me Now: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

MONICA.“Is there a place where we can talk in private?” the man named August asks Andy, gesturing around with a small smile. “It’s quite crowded in here. And please don’t worry, I’ll compensate you for your troubles.”“You can use my office,” Andy volunteers immediately.August smiles. “Thank you.”“Right this way,” she leads, pointing to the hallway to her left, an area none of the girls have ever dared to tread.Since I’m basically topless, I dip really quick into the lounge to get my coat. Wrapping it around myself, I follow Andy and August to the office.Just as I’m about to get in, Andy squeezes my arm excitedly. “You really lucked out with that gentleman. Don’t forget me when he finally takes you out of this life.”“What?” is all I can say. She rolls her eyes, annoyed, but I can’t help it. I’m still dazed.She just pushes me inside the office and closes the door behind me. August is already sitting in one of the leather couches, looking around the room politely. The decor in th

ROMAN.“Get out of my fucking way,” I growl, pushing Hyden to the side.Even though he nearly slides out of this wheelchair, he still finds the gall to smile. I can’t help it. Something inside me snaps. I grab him by the collar and slap him so hard across the face that his lower lip starts to bleed.August is horrified. “Roman!”“This is all your fault,” I murmur, gearing for more, but August himself holds me back.That’s the only time I let Hyden go. I don’t care if he has to crawl back to his chair with his useless little legs. I walk away, with the full purpose of heading to Black Rush city and making sure Cassandra knows not to cross me again.But then, Hyden speaks, his voice slurred as he blinks away the effect of my slap. “She’s not in the city. She’s staying here, at the Capital Lakeside Inn.”He doesn’t need to tell me twice. I don’t know how I managed to get to the Inn as fast as I did, especially with August, but somehow I end at the front desk.Wrestling the doorman on his

MONICA.There’s nothing left to gather in that apartment. Everything has been destroyed. The only thing left are the clothes on my back, and even then it feels like too much.I never thought I would get kicked out of a shitty apartment in complete shame, but here I am, walking out with time slowed down to a painful degree. Every look. Every whisper. Every scowl aimed at my direction. I feel them all.“I can’t believe she refused that,” Roman was ranting as he helps me into his car and drives away. “Well, it wasn’t a good place anyway. You could do much better. It’s not great that you got breached that easily. I mean, she hardly knew me and she let me in.”He’s right. I didn’t think about that before. Deborah let him in, even though I’m pretty sure he’s never been there before.“It doesn’t matter,” I say, trying to sound strong. “There are other places out here. I guess the apartment gift is more appropriate now.”Roman doesn’t say anything. I can see the guilt in his eyes, but he does

ROMAN.I pull up a light blue summer dress, instantly picturing Monica in it. I look up excitedly, smiling as I turn to the spot where she’s standing. “Monica, take a look at….”All my words come to a screeching halt. Monica is nowhere to be seen in the store. In fact, the store appears to be empty now, and the only thing left on her aisle was the basket she was holding.My arms go slack, the clothes hanging on them falling to the floor. I race to her aisle, keeping my eyes peeled in case she just moved to a different spot. But I’m wrong. She’s actually nowhere to be found at all. Wind blows into the shop, and with it is the unmistakable scent of a she-wolf.Cassandra.How on earth didn’t I notice it before? I’m punishing myself mentally, angry that I wasn’t able to clock it early. I should have seen this coming. After all, this is Cassandra we’re talking about. She’s hateful, down to her very core.And she was never one to distance herself from Humans in the name of adventure.My c

MONICA.“I did.” My voice is barely a whisper as lean back.The bathtub isn’t as big as I thought. Or maybe Roman is just bigger than I anticipated. His stiff length is rubbing against me, and my pussy just aches. It seems that he doesn’t mind being hard, though. Because he just folds his big arms over my stomach and rests his palms on my skin, tracing my waist down to my thighs and up again on my shoulders.“This is nice,” I say in an attempt to distract myself.“Mm.” The sound is a rumble in his chest. He starts to squeeze my shoulders. “You’re very tight here. You’re stressed the fuck out.”Roman gently digs his thumbs into the muscles, pushing the tension out. I close my eyes, feeling him work me, when I suddenly get struck by a thought.This is by far the most intimate thing I have ever done with anyone.And it makes me smile.“Feel better?” Roman asks, angling his head to look at me. When I nod, he places a kiss on my shoulder and drags his hands back to my waist again, his thum