All Chapters of Once His Mate, Now His Regret: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Matthias CroweI stayed in the elevator, thinking about too many things at once. I didn’t want to return to my house. Nerissa was upset when I told my grandmother that next month just wouldn’t work since I needed to have an official engagement party. She was disappointed but understood I needed to do things the right way. So now Neirssa is planning the engagement party, which she intends to make a huge deal about. Standing there, watching her talk about who to invite, the press, and other pack leaders, I could only think of Aurielle and how she’d never gotten an engagement party from me because I didn’t want to marry her.But that was me of the past. This version of me is different, and that’s why I’m here. I had to drive down to see her. I needed to just be around someone who used to stand in the shadows, asking me for nothing but my time and attention. Things I gave her, but with great negativity.When I saw her on the bench, I have to admit I almost thought she was someone else. A

Matthias CroweI woke up with a strange pounding in my head. Everything feels like shit. I feel like shit. I glanced around, trying to remember where I was. I thought I was in a car.My vision blurs for a moment before I rub my eyes with my fingers, and soon enough, it’s clear that I’m in my bedroom. How did I get here? The last thing I remember was getting into the passenger side of my car and Aurielle agreeing to drive me home. I guess she did as she promised. I’m home.I try not to feel upset about it. About how I feel like crap, and she’s not here to take care of me. She’s still a good person. She helped me home. She didn’t have to do that. Surely she doesn’t hate me as much as she claims. Or I’m reading too much into her act of kindness.I exhale, and the bedroom door opens at that moment. Nerissa walks in, a servant following her. She looks at me with worry, but something close to annoyance is buried there.“Matthias, where were you? I called you all throughout the night.” She

Cassiel AldricI need to stop letting Aurielle go back to that fucking pack.It’s not just a preference. It’s an instinct, something deep in my chest that twists tighter whenever I picture her there. I can’t explain it in a way that sounds reasonable, hell, maybe it’s not reasonable, but it’s real. The kind of feeling that doesn’t fade with logic.Even with mercenaries shadowing her movements and strict orders for them to intervene the second they sense danger, the unease doesn’t go away. I can’t put my faith in the illusion of safety. Not when it’s that pack.That place feels wrong for her, like it’s waiting to swallow her whole.I’m better when she’s with me. Calmer when she’s in her own home inside the safe community. There, I can breathe. There, I know every wall, every entry point, every possible way someone could get to her. But here? In another territory? I’m blind. I don’t like leaving my mate somewhere that I’m unfamiliar with. I don’t care if it was once her home. That’s why

Aurielle DuVallIt took more begging than I thought possible before Cassiel finally exhaled that long, reluctant sigh and agreed to go after his brother. Even then, it was clear he wasn’t happy about it. The trip would take him longer than a day. It would take at least two, maybe three, and I could tell from the tightness around his jaw that the thought of being away that long didn’t sit well with him at all. Before leaving, he pressed two things into my hands. He had brought some items after I told him someone was knocking on my door. It’s like he expected something to go wrong. Smart man.The first item was an emergency button disguised as a ring. A delicate silver band with a heart shape at the center, and a ruby in the heart. It was subtle enough for anyone to think it was just jewelry, but with a small, barely noticeable indentation on one side. A single press would send an alert straight to him. It was the kind of precaution I never would’ve thought of, but Cassiel clearly had

Aurielle DuVallYesterday’s scare hadn’t followed me into the day, which was something I appreciated.I was doing okay, or at least that’s what I told myself, right up until the moment I stepped out through the sliding glass doors of the hotel lobby and spotted Satan’s boyfriend, err, fiancé, sitting in his sleek, predatory black car parked right at the curb as if he owned the entire block. The nerve.Absolutely despicable behavior.Yeah, I get it, he's the pack leader, but doesn’t that mean he should be busy instead of bothering me every single chance he gets.My lip curled before I could stop it, and I gave him the kind of look you reserve for roadkill you nearly stepped in or animal feces you spot as you walk down a nice street. Without a word, I pivoted sharply and followed the cobblestone path toward where my car was parked further down the street. I had already taken my meds for this morning, and with them came the quiet reminder to keep myself in check. Stay alert, watch for t