Semua Bab Alpha's Regret After I Died : Bab 91 - Bab 100

Gabe’s POVI woke up with the taste of blood in my mouth.It was metallic and bitter, sticking to the back of my throat like regret. My vision swam as I blinked, the world tilting sideways before it snapped back into place. I was lying on a bed I didn’t recognise, in a room that smelled like antiseptic and stone.And someone was watching me.A man stood by the door, arms crossed, eyes sharp. There was something cold and heavy in his expression, something that made my heart start to pound before I even sat up.“What… what happened?” I croaked, wiping at my mouth with the back of my hand.The man didn’t blink. “That sweetheart of yours,” he said, voice like ice, “showed her true colours.”My gut twisted. “What are you talking about?” I sat up straighter, searching the room, trying to make sense of any of this. “Judy wouldn’t— She loves me.”He snorted. Actually snorted. Then threw a bundle of clothes at me.“Get dressed,” he said. “We’re leaving soon.”I didn’t catch the clothes. They

Robert’s POV “Get your hands off me! You’re all fools! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill every last one of you—” Her screams bounced off the dungeon walls, followed by the heavy thud of boots and the drag of chains.I stood frozen, the sound of her voice cracking something inside me.Judy.For so long, that voice had meant something to me. Power. Loyalty. Family.Now it sounded like poison.I didn’t move as the guards dragged her past the hallway outside the cells. Her hair was a mess of snarled curls, her robe torn at the shoulder, eyes burning with something feral. Unhinged. She looked nothing like the woman I had once stood beside, defended, protected with my own damn life.When her eyes met mine, there was a flicker of something I couldn’t name. Not remorse. Not guilt. Something uglier.“Robert,” she gasped as the guards dragged her past. “Please—help me.”Her voice cracked now, no longer a weapon but a plea. Desperate. Panicked. She reached for me with bloodied fingers like I was her l

Lumian’s POVThe light in the corridor burned far too bright.My head throbbed with each step, a dull, angry pulse right behind my eyes. The aftertaste of whiskey clung to the back of my throat, sour and stale. I hadn’t meant to drink that much last night, but what else was there to do? The silence of my office had pressed in from all sides, and I needed something to drown out the weight of everything I hadn’t said. Everything I hadn’t done.My feet dragged across the stone floors of the pack house, boots heavy. I passed a pair of maids near the east wing corridor. They were talking low, their backs to me. I might’ve ignored them until I heard her name.“…Alpha King Arthur solved Luna Liz’s murder…”I stopped walking.The words sliced through the fog of my hangover like a blade.The maids didn’t notice me yet, still too caught up in their gossip.“Apparently, the guy that did it is just some weak omega.”“I still can’t believe it was in on it, Judy,” one of them said. “She always see

Liz’s POVI didn’t want to be there. But something pulled at me. Not a voice. Not a vision. Just… a feeling. A low, heavy thrum in my chest like a thread yanking tight.You need to be there.Not because I wanted justice.Not because I wanted revenge.Because I needed to remember. All of it. Every breath, every detail, every ugly truth they tried to bury me under.So I came. I followed the sharp pull until I reached the room. Arthur and Lumian were there, but I didn't look at them. I looked at Gabe.My killer.I stepped through the wall just as Arthur said it.“Then explain.” His voice was low and cold. Steady in the way that made people shake.I felt Arthur’s eyes find me the moment I entered. But he didn’t say a word. He didn’t move.My eyes never left Gabe.I moved closer, until I stood behind Arthur’s shoulder, facing the boy who had taken everything from me. I stayed silent. Let the room press in. Let the guilt rise thick in the air.“I stabbed her,” Gabe said, voice cracking. “S

Liz’s POVArthur kissed me back with a hunger that was intense and desperate, like he’d been holding it in for too long.His mouth moved against mine like he knew this was something fragile, something broken, but still wanted it anyway.I clung to his shirt, to his warmth, to the rush of something real in a world that stopped making sense.But then…Something slammed into me.My eyes flung open, and I let go of Arthur, stumbling back like I’d just been shoved by a ghost.The air shifted. My lungs squeezed tight. I couldn’t breathe.Everything around me tilted and went dark.Not emotionally.Physically.The room vanished. Arthur vanished. The stone floor beneath me dissolved. And suddenly, I was somewhere else.A cave, it was damp and Cold.I could feel the rough wall pressing against my back, the ache in my limbs like I’d been there for hours.My head lolled forward, too heavy to lift.Then I saw him.A man cloaked in shadows, face hidden beneath a deep hood. I couldn’t see his eyes,