My Alpha Mate Wants An Open Relationship のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

Theo POVI am in my office, still drowning from the memories of my encounter with Camilla earlier. I didn't get to sleep last night. All I could see when I tried to close my eyes was Camilla's hurt expression,the disbelief she wore on her face when I inquired about those damn videos.Guilt clips my heart and I can't help but curse myself. Why did I have to do that? Why did I have to listen to Hector's words and doubt the authenticity of the videos? Most importantly,how could I doubt her like that?The door to my office is knocked and a moment later,Alex enters wearing a serious expression on his face.Yesterday,he left my office raging mad after confronting Hector.“Alpha,” he calls, “I need you to sign this.” He slides the document across my desk. Upon a closer inspection, I realise it's a leave-out letter. It's the kind we issue to pack members who want to leave with the option to return someday. My eyes catch the name at the top “Camilla Morgan”. My heart stumbles, and I feel the

Camilla POV It's been two months since I left my pack and ventured into the human world. Two months of walking around without worrying about people looking at you strangely or whispering malicious words about you. As if on cue,my medical practice license arrived days after I left the pack. Just as promised,Alex helped me set up a small clinic where I see patients. In a span of two months, the clinic is blooming and I am getting more patients with each passing day. It's a milestone I never imagined of achieving but here I am, doing what I love best. Sometimes,I can't help but think that Hector's betrayal was like a blessing in disguise. It's what pushed me to make this decision, starting a clinic and continuing with my mother's long life dream. Everything feels surreal. The people here are friendly,it feels like my life is finally getting back on track. No more sad memories, just surrounded by happiness and positive energy. The door to my office is pushed open after a knock and S

Hector POVIt's been two months since Camilla left the pack. No one would tell me where she relocated to, not like many people in the pack know.My father is one of them but even after asking him countless times,he wouldn't bulge. He keeps saying that she is better off wherever she is, that I should not think about going to disrupt her peaceful life.The other person who knows is Alex and his wife. I can't ask them without getting cursed at and reminded of the horrible things I did to Camilla which forced her to flee the pack.The room is quiet, save for the soft clink of the glass as I swirl the liquid inside. The amber glow of the setting sun filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the floor of mine and Isabella's apartment. She is sitting on the couch, her hands folded in her lap. Her eyes are fixed on me with that same desperate hope I have seen for months. It’s too annoying, the way she clings to me, believing in a future I have never truly promised.When we st

Camilla POV I wasn't planning on coming back here. I had made my decision to stay away from the pack but the moment Gina relayed the news about Isabella passing away while pregnant, I couldn't stop myself. The worst part? Professor Julio,my mentor, speculated that it was not a complication as Hector told everyone.Sure, Isabella and I had our differences but not to the extend of wishing her death. That pup inside her didn't deserve to perish. So, I travelled back from the city knowing well that I'd have to face my demons in the name of Alpha Theo and Hector.At Isabella's send-off, hector looked shaken and in grief." You really think he is capable of that?" I ask Gina after dinner. Alex is still working late with Alpha Theo and my niece is fast asleep. Gina whispered about suspecting Hector of harming Isabella.She scoffs. " Men like him are capable of anything just to get what they want." She replies in an almost whisper." He is still obsessed with you, Camilla. What if he elimina

Camilla POVThe weekend comes faster than I anticipated. Diego picks me up Saturday evening, dressed in a crisp navy button-down that brings out the warmth in his brown eyes. "You look beautiful," he says when I step out in a simple cream dress, and the sincerity in his voice makes my cheeks warm."Thank you," I reply, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "You clean up pretty well yourself."He takes me to a cozy Italian restaurant downtown, the kind with dim lighting, candles on every table, and the rich aroma of garlic and herbs filling the air. It's intimate without being overwhelming, and I find myself relaxing as we settle into our booth."So," Diego says after we've ordered, leaning forward with his chin resting on his hand, "tell me something about yourself that I don't know yet."I laugh softly. "That's a dangerous question.""I like danger," he teases, though his eyes are gentle.I think for a moment, choosing my words carefully. "I grew up in a very... traditional commun