บททั้งหมดของ Her Tears His Regret : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Chapter 11: “Not Your Brother”Kieran’s POV…I got dressed fast, barely remembering to shove my shirt over my head before I was storming out of the mansion. Lucas, my Beta, was already outside waiting, standing like he knew something was about to go down.He fell into step beside me, quiet, like always. But I stopped and turned to him before I even reached my car.“I need you to stay here,” I said. “Watch over Ava. No matter what happens, she doesn’t leave this place unless I’m with her. Got it?”Lucas nodded once. “Got it. You sure you wanna go alone?”“Yeah,” I muttered. “This is personal.”He didn’t argue. Just gave me a look that said be careful, and stepped back.I slid into the driver’s seat, slammed the door, and peeled out of the driveway. My knuckles were white on the steering wheel.Who the hell did Demon think he was?He knew Ava was mine. He knew she was my mate. And yet he was still out there, making plans like he had a chance. Like I wouldn’t tear the whole world down to

Chapter 13: “Not All Wounds Heal”Ava’s POV…I woke up the next morning and the bed was cold.Kieran wasn’t next to me.I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes. My throat felt dry. I reached out for my phone on the nightstand, checked the time, then texted him.Me: hey where did you go?No reply.I got up, threw on the first black hoodie I could find, pulled my hair into a lazy braid, and grabbed my work bag. Another day of pretending to be someone I’m not. Another day of fake smiles and coffee runs for a woman who used to sleep with my ex-husband.Yay.I paused at the front door, holding my phone and staring at the keys. I could take the car, but something stopped me. If I drove in with his car, people would notice. They’d start talking. I’m not ready for that yet.As I stepped outside, something caught my eye near the garage.A bicycle?I blinked.“Okay… why did he have a bike?” I muttered, walking over to it. It was one of those expensive-looking ones, super clean, like it’s never been to

Chapter 15: “Show Me”Ava’s POV…I just stood there.Everything around me felt like it was spinning, like my body was here but my brain hadn’t caught up yet. Kieran was changing—like, right there in front of me. Not into a full wolf exactly, but close. His hands were still human but covered in fur. His face still looked like him, but his jaw stretched slightly and those glowing red eyes… they weren’t going away this time.And the worst part?I couldn’t look away.I felt like I was stuck watching something I was never meant to see.Kieran stepped forward, grabbing the woman who had just tried to kill me—like it was nothing. She was still alive somehow, but she didn’t look scared. She actually laughed, like some villain from a movie. She smiled, teeth sharp and weirdly calm.“No one’s gonna accept you anymore,” she spat in his face. “You’re too weak to lead. When the full moon comes, the clans will reject you. A new Alpha will rise.”I didn’t know what any of that meant. Clans? Full moo

Chapter 17: The Man Named DemonAva's Pov…I wasn’t even sure why I smiled when I saw Richard and Lydia standing outside the hospital doors like they owned the place. Maybe it was the ridiculousness of it. Like they had nothing better to do than stalk me. Lydia had that fake little smirk she always wore, the one that tried way too hard to look innocent but always ended up smug. Richard looked... well, like Richard. Arrogant. Cold. Still dressing like he ran some kind of empire, even though I knew the cracks in his life were starting to show.I adjusted the strap of my purse on my shoulder and walked straight up to them like I hadn’t just left Kieran unconscious in a hospital bed. “What are you two doing here? Don’t tell me you actually care about my health now.”Lydia laughed like she was in on some joke only she thought was funny. “Health? Is that what we’re calling it? Last I checked, you didn’t show up to work today. But here you are, playing nurse for your sugar daddy. Cute.”I wa

Chapter 19: Unwelcome AnswersI woke up to the worst kind of silence—the heavy, unnatural kind that told you something was wrong before your brain even caught up.My head ached, and there was this dull throbbing at the back of my skull like someone had hit me there. I tried to move my arms but quickly realized I couldn’t. My wrists were bound tight, rough rope biting into my skin. My legs were just as useless. I was tied to a metal chair that creaked every time I shifted.Great.I blinked a few times, trying to clear the blur in my eyes, and looked around. The room wasn’t familiar. The walls were all concrete, stained and ugly, the kind of place where secrets get buried. I could hear a faint dripping sound, maybe from a leaking pipe, but no windows, no clock, no sense of time. Just that damn dripping and the sound of my own breathing.Footsteps.They were soft at first, coming closer. I turned my head and squinted. At first all I could make out was a shadow. Then, as my vision adjuste