Semua Bab Alpha's Regret: My Cursed Mate : Bab 41 - Bab 46

Chapter 41: Transformation ARIEL'S POV I swallowed a lump, feeling my heart misbehave as I watched Ravenna take out the two medium-sized paintings.One was of a sophisticated-looking lady in a red gown, standing in a garden of roses, gently touching the flowers. She looked… content. I had fallen in love with the portrait at first glance because I loved roses. But when I saw him buy it, I was confused—most of the ones in his room had darker themes.After I heard about his bride, I was certain she was the reason he got it. Maybe he wanted to add some warmth to the room they’d probably be sharing. I never imagined it was for me.My eyes drifted to the flower vase on the table beside my bed—filled with water, roses, and daisies. He’d sent them the day he caught me watching his garden. It hit me then, just how slow I’d been. He knew I loved roses.Turning to the second painting Ravenna was holding, emotions tightening in my chest. A woman rising from ashes, surrounded by roaring wolves

Chapter 43: Realization ARIEL'S POV I hated that my lips couldn't resist. My hands flew to his neck for support, every nerve inside me awakening so fast. I kissed him back—too hard, too desperately—for a little more than a few seconds before I came to my senses.My eyes flew open and I pulled away like he burned. My palm met his face before I could even think, forcing him to stagger back, rubbing the spot.“Why the hell did you do that?” I snapped, breathless, like I’d just finished a relay race.His tongue swiped his lower lip, as if he was consciously trying to savor the lingering taste of mine. His eyes were red, but it didn’t look like anger... more like restraint.My heart roared for too many reasons, guilt creeping in at the thought of his fiancée downstairs."Answer me. Why did you kiss me?!" I wasn't even sure what I wanted to hear. A small, shameful part of me hoped he’d say it was because he wanted me. And I hated myself for it. So damn much.But his silence... his silenc

Chapter 45: YoUARIEL’S POVThe walls felt like they were closing in, the ground like it was caving beneath my feet. But I forced myself to stay standing.How could this be real?I wanted to believe I’d misunderstood. That it was just another terrifying dream. A mistake. But he hadn’t denied it.That night… the way that thing had looked at me, the way it paused—like it knew me. Even how he knew that I fell off the swing when no one else was there. My hand came over my mouth, thankful for the warm breath that helped reduce the chills, the tiniest bit. My goodness, I should've known.Images flashed through my mind. That same horror was crawling over my skin, like icy fingers, causing me to shiver all over again.How could the same man I want... be something so terrifying? Something from my nightmares… standing in front of me now? “Are you?” he repeated that question I had no answer for. His voice made me flinch.I forced myself to meet his painful gaze. They weren’t cold. They didn’t h