Semua Bab Alpha's Regret: Omega's Cursed Mate : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Chapter 31: You tempt me ARIEL'S POVViktor asked me to remain in the car. He parked by the roadside and left. I couldn't stop my mind from racing, thinking about everything that happened earlier.He'd taken me to the pack hospital, which wasn’t far from the compound. But now, instead of returning home, we were driving to an unknown place, buying strange things.Why did it feel like he cared more than he wanted me to know?How did he even know I fell from the swing last night? I was alone… with the beast. Then there was his strange outburst about not needing saving. What was that? I was confused.I rested my head against the car seat, but then a thought made me sit up. The way the beast acted—as if it recognized me. Then Ravenna and Aeron, the familiarity in their eyes. The unnatural calm of the pack members. Viktor’s cold, dismissive behavior. It didn’t feel like a random attack, no matter what Ravenna claimed. Something was off. I needed to find out what.I jolted when the car door

Chapter 33: All of itARIEL'S POV:My goddess, it became harder to ride. The paths turned slippery, and the wind grew colder. And if I’d thought Viktor was protective before, I had seen nothing yet. Now, he was fully focused, riding close, watching my every move like a mother hen. He guided Princess like she was a person.But even as the downpour blurred my vision, I couldn’t help noticing the way his muscles shifted beneath his soaked clothes every time his grip tightened on midnight's rein. His shirt clung to him like a second skin, outlining every dip, every ridge, every carved detail of a body honed by countless battles. A body that had endured war and emerged victorious. I shouldn’t have been thinking about it, not now at least. But my mind betrayed me, dragging me to dark, wicked corners.I found myself wondering what it would feel like to be trapped beneath all that strength, all that heat.Even the cold couldn’t stop the warmth rushing through me, pooling in places it should

Chapter 35: JealousARIEL'S POV Everything in me froze for a second.A bride?Was he really getting married? An ache I didn’t want to acknowledge settled in my chest. I didn’t want it to be true. But like the call said… she was close to the border.My heart gave a violent kick as I thought back to what had happened between us in the last few hours.I was still trembling—partly from the cold, but mostly from his touch and the way he’d stopped, again, just before I reached release. Though this time, he didn’t ask me to forget it ever happened. Not that it took away the hurt and anger. Now, I felt like the biggest fool, knowing I’d almost slept with a man who was about to be married.We hadn’t crossed that final line, thankfully. Still, I felt guilty for how far it went. It was my fault he lost control. My fault any of it even happened. How was I supposed to face the woman now?"Ariel, we have to leave," Viktor’s deep voice cut through my thoughts, making my heart skip in a way I didn’

Chapter 37: Old woundVIKTOR'S POV I stepped out to welcome Soraya Silvercrust after Aeron's mindlink informed me of her arrival. He was already gone by the time I made it outside.To my mild surprise, Soraya's brother had come with her. I had expected her to come with her handmaiden at most. I didn't miss how Maeron's gaze lingered on Ariel—but I did my best to ignore the instant urge to claw out his eyes and feed them to him.“Tired of my face already?” he teased as we shook hands.“I was expecting my bride, not her entire pack,” I replied, letting my gaze shift to Soraya. She gave me that cartoonish, lady-like smile... the kind meant to charm.She had the kind of beauty that would turn heads; elegant, effortless, the kind men usually chased. But that was all it was. She didn’t spark anything in me.Ariel, on the other hand stole the air from my lungs every time she walks into my space. Every breath around her always felt different... addicting, alive.And gods, I hated that I noti

Chapter 39: What have I done? VIKTOR'S POV Flashback cont'd In that moment, something flickered in my father's eyes when he caught the fire in mine. “You’ve become as weak as you are blind. There was a time I was proud to call you my father. That time is gone. It has been for years.” “Viktor!” His glare tried to cover the hurt, but it was there. I saw it. "How dare you speak to me with such disrespect." I didn’t care anymore. I stormed away from the room. “Come back here!” he barked. His words struck my back and dropped to the floor. “Let him be, Marcus,” Brianne’s voice floated behind me. Soft and charming... the kind she always used to bewitch him. “He needs to learn.” Later that night, I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, my chest still clogged with anger. I had punched the wall until my knuckles were sore, but it wasn’t enough. Nothing felt enough. A knock came on the door, but I didn’t answer. A second, softer tap followed, and then it opened. Anya step