Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha's Regret After I Died : Kabanata 241 - Kabanata 250

Angelica’s POVThe knife slid into his chest easier than I expected. For a brief, absurd second, I wondered if I’d missed his heart entirely, but then his eyes widened, shock cracking straight through him, and a wet sound tore from his throat as blood flooded his mouth. He stumbled, hands flying to his chest. His heel caught on the edge of the rug, and he slammed into the wall behind him.He slid down it slowly, smearing dark red blood across the stone, leaving a trail like a dying animal dragging itself somewhere safe.His eyes never left mine. That's always been my favourite aspect about killing someone, watching all the emotions and feelings flash through them. The fear of dying, the pain I've caused them and best of all, the betrayal.“Why…” he rasped, voice breaking as he hit the floor. One hand braced weakly against the floor, the other pressed uselessly to the wound. “Why would you—”I tilted my head, watching him the way one might watch something mildly interesting burn.“Oh,

Arthur’s POVI pushed the door open with my shoulder. It creaked, and the second the air from inside came rushing towards me, so thick it felt like it coated my lungs. Blood. My wolf snarled low in my chest as I stepped inside, paws sinking slightly into something wet. The blood wasn't old; it was still warm. Lumian’s scent was unmistakable. Alpha blood. Fear. Shock. Betrayal. It burned the back of my throat as I breathed it in, and my chest tightened as if I were feeling his pain.But there was something else mixed with it, something that didn't belong here, not in this pack or any other.I moved further inside, slowly, my head low as my eyes scanned the room. blood pooled on the floor, spread. but…There was nobody.My wolf snarled. The smell was so Overwhelming. Lumian’s blood was everywhere. So fresh it was only just starting to soak into the stone. Fear, Pain, and Betrayal filled the air. It wrapped around my senses, making my hair stand up. My head lifted slowly as I moved, every

Lumian’s POVI stood there my eyes searching the room her scent now gone from the room like it had never even been there. Rage bubbled up inside me, but I pushed it down. Rage had got me nowhere before. My fingers curled at my sides as I walked further into the room, scanning corners, shadows, the places someone desperate would choose. Nothing. A low sound rumbled in my chest, not quite a growl, not quite a laugh. I turned slowly, my eyes landing on the desk. The chair beside it was slightly out of place, just enough to notice if you were looking. Slowly, I walked towards it. “Come on, enough with the games.” I pause my hands hovering inches from the desk. “They're only fun when they're mine.”I grabbed the desk and flipped it with a snarl, the wood crashing against the wall, shattering apart. Papers scattered across the floor like they were trying to escape, too.Nothing.Rage began to bubble so hot and fast, I feared I wouldn't be able to contain it. “She thinks you’re blind,”

Liz’s POV“Frank, " he was on his side, one arm twisted wrong beneath him. I crawled to his side, rolling him over onto his back. “Alice”.She was there instantly, dropping beside me, her hands hovering uselessly for half a second before she pressed her fingers to his neck. His chest rose suddenly under my hand. He sucked in a breath, as if it burned his lungs, his body jolting hard as his eyes flew open. He coughed once, rough and wet, then again, dragging air in like he’d been underwater too long.“Hey,” I said, putting my hand on his back. “You're okay.”Frank groaned, his head turning to the side as his breathing steadied. His eyes found mine.“Angelica?” he blinked. “Angelica, “ he said again, his voice now filled with panic as he tried to back away.“Frank,” I said, quickly shifting closer so he couldn’t scramble away. “It’s me. Liz. You’re safe.”He froze, his breath hitching as his eyes snapped back to my face. He stared at me like he was trying to see through me as if I was

Angelica’s POVLumian lunged at me again, each lung becoming more frantic and uncontrolled each time, and I couldn’t help the smile that curved my mouth.There it was, the moment when anger drowned out any sense, when power stopped being a weapon and became a tantrum. Something stupid, pathetic alphas always did. “You’re getting sloppy,” I said, stepping aside as his strike tore through empty air. “Is that frustration I hear or fear?”He snarled and came at me harder this time, all violence and no thought. I let him. Let him burn himself out, let him believe he was close. I slipped behind him so easily, it was insulting, and drove my power into his back, sending him crashing to the ground. Stone cracked beneath him, the sound satisfying, sending a wave of pleasure through me as he gasped for his breath.I stood over him unhurried brushing imaginary dust from my sleeve.“All men always underestimate me,” I said calmly as I looked down on him. “They look at me and see a woman. They thi