All Chapters of Alpha's Regret After I Died : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Liz’s POVThe world seemed to narrow as I stared at the shape hidden in the overgrowth.It was a car.Old. Faded paint. Covered in vines, someone had tried to hide it in a hurry. Arthur moved forward first, pushing aside branches, his posture rigid. Alert. I followed closely, every nerve in my ghostly body taut with something between fear and hope.Please let this be it.Please let this give us something.The closer we got, the more the dread clawed at my chest.This was it.This was the car.My wolf stirred again, sharp and anxious. I had been in this car, and my fear-filled scent still lingered.Arthur stopped at the driver’s side door. His hand hovered above the handle, and for a second, he just stood there as if preparing himself for what he might find inside.I stood behind him, holding my breath.What if my body was in there?What if this was the end of the search? Part of me wanted it. Not because I wanted to be dead but because I needed the truth. I needed to know where I h

Liz’s POVWe pulled up in front of the packhouse. Arthur killed the engine, but neither of us moved right away. I was still trying to wrap my head around everything that had just happened.Arthur reached for the door handle, but as he did, I saw something, or rather, someone. “There,” I said, pointing to the girl walking down the pack house steps. “That’s Sura.”Arthur didn’t hesitate. He stepped out of the car and called to a nearby guard, “Inform Alpha Lumian we’ve recovered the vehicle connected to Luna Liz’s disappearance.”Then he started walking, and I followed him, matching his pace as we moved toward her. “What are you going to say to her?” I asked.Arthur’s expression was unreadable. “That I want the truth.”Sura looked up just as we reached her. Her eyes widened for the briefest second before she schooled her face into something polite. Too polite.“Alpha King Arthur”, she bowed her head to him.Arthur didn’t return the greeting. His voice was calm, but there was a chill behi

Liz’s POVArthur’s room was quiet.The kind of quiet that settled not just around you but inside you. I sat near the window, staring out at nothing, fingers curled around the edge of the chair.Arthur was across the room, watching me.My mind was a tangled mess. So much had happened today.I looked over at him. He didn’t look away. Not even for a second.“I trusted her, Arthur. I let her into my life. My home. I shared everything with her, and she… she drugged me. For what? To seduce Lumian?” My voice cracked. “I can’t wrap my head around it. None of it makes sense.”He exhaled slowly, the sound soft but weighted. “Some people want things they don’t deserve.”That made me look at him properly. His eyes didn’t waver.“And some people never see the value of what they have,” he added.My chest tightened. I didn’t know if he was still talking about Sura anymore, and something inside of me told me that he wasn't.I wanted to go to him. To feel that warmth again. The comfort of his touch. To

Lumian’s POVJudy’s scream split through the music like a knife, high-pitched and shaking with something deeper than shock and fear.Everything froze.Laughter died. Movement stilled. Judy was clutching my arm so tight her nails dug into my skin. I followed her gaze.And then I saw it.Saw her.All the air in my body painfully ripped out of me.Liz.She lay there.Unmoving.Dressed in the same clothes she wore the morning, she disappeared. Her hair was a mess, her skin pale as snow. But it was her. My mate. My Luna.Dead.No.No, no, no.The room tilted. My knees weakened.The buzzing in my ears drowned out everything. The party, the people, Judy’s panicked breaths beside me it all fell away as my world collapsed.This couldn’t be real.I blinked once, twice, trying to force it away, but she was still there.Cold.Silent.Dead.My chest constricted painfully, my wolf howling inside me, ripping and tearing like it finally understood what I’d done.What I’d lost.She Asked for my hel

Robert’s POVI’d seen death before. Too many times, in too many forms. I’d held packmates as they took their last breath. Fought beside warriors who didn’t make it home. But this was different.This was her.I stood frozen. My feet cemented to the floor as if the weight of my sins had finally caught up to me.I couldn’t look away. The longer I stared, the sicker I felt. My stomach churned, and My chest burned. The buzzing in my ears drowned out the silence in the room. I wasn’t sure if anyone else was speaking or moving. All I knew was that she wasn’t.The last time I saw her, I was cruel.I told myself I was doing the right thing, that I was being a good brother to Judy, and that I was defending my sister. Protecting her.Liz didn’t scream or shout back. She didn’t deserve the things I said to her. The hurt in her eyes, goddess, it’s carved into me now.My stomach turned violently, and I spun around, stumbling out of the ballroom just in time. I braced myself against the wall outside