Semua Bab The Alpha's Regret; Too Late To Claim Me: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Author’s POVHailey used to walk around in a way that shows she knew exactly what she was doing, as though she always knew exactly what the people around her were up to, most especially when it came to Maurice. She could read him like he was an open book, or at least, she thought she could. She knew what every single facial expression of his meant, the way he would sigh when he was annoyed, or how he would get very quiet when something was off with him. She had the guy figured out.But lately? It was like someone swapped out her fiance for a stranger when she wasn’t looking.He no longer reached out to her, barely spoke with her, and just sort of… seemed very distant to her, he always had his eyes fixed on his phone or, worse, just zoning out during meals together. Most times he didn’t bother eating at all. At first, Hailey tried to ignore it or mind her business even just to keep them from fighting, she thought that maybe some deal had gone bad or the usual office stress. But now

Veldena's POVAfter dropping Leila off at school this morning, I asked the school bus not to come. I went to Freya’s apartment, where she recently moved to. When I got there she was slouched on the couch, a cup of tea cooling off next to her, and the TV was playing some nonsense she wasn’t even watching.God, Freya had been unusually happy this past few days and because I had a lot going on with me I had not spoken to her about it. And I recalled that I had still not spoken to her about the incident with Fred since the last time I saw him, the time I came back home and met her in my toilet crying. I chopped veggies in her kitchen and I kept looking at her intensely, she was on her phone, and randomly she’d giggle. Or grinning like something on the phone was making her smile.Since we were not doing much today, we would have the conversation. She came to meet me in the kitchen still smiling, then she took a piece of the apple I was cutting and threw it into her mouthI gave her a nas

Author's POVMaurice got up from the bed early that morning, he left the penthouse without leaving a note for Hailey. He went straight to the hospital that morning, and the hospital smelled like bleach and burnt coffee.It was too clean, and extremely quiet. And in the distance, he could hear monitors sounding faintly. He stood at the entrance, with his hands inside his pockets, wondering what the hell he was even doing there.He hadn’t meant to come here. One minute, he was just driving around the city. The next thing he knew, his car was in the parking lot of the hospital where the little girl had been.Leila.He did not even come here with his Bodyguards. He had not been able to get over the call with Veldena.He rubbed the back of his neck, let out a sigh, and walked up toward the reception desk. The nurse looked up at him, smiling wearing her powder-blue scrubs, she most likely knew him.“Good morning, sir. How may I help you?”He hesitated, because what exactly was he suppose

Author’s POVEldric hadn’t been able to shake the sound of her voice since the night they spoke. Veldana had sounded calm, but there was something beneath that calmness, he could feel the pain she was trying to hide. When he hung up, he tried to move on with his day, but her voice kept echoing in his mind.The next morning, while scrolling through his news feed, he saw her name again, written across headlines filled with cruel words. Rumors. Lies. Twisted versions of the truth. His chest tightened as he read the comments below them. The world had always been quick to judge, but the malice aimed at her now felt personal.Eldric set his phone down and leaned back in his chair. He knew the stories couldn’t be true — not the woman he knew. Not the Veldana who always faced life alone with her pain, who never fought back with words but with grace. But him seeing the gossip spread made him restless. Before he could talk himself out of it, he found himself driving toward her apartment.It had

Author’s POVGary always noticed things other people missed. It wasn’t something he bragged about. Honestly, he just couldn’t help it. He picked up on the little stuff, the way someone’s voice fluctuates, those awkward pauses in a conversation, all the tiny shifts that slipped right past everyone else.So when Fred started acting differently, Gary caught on right away.It started small. Fred left the house almost dreaming, humming tunes under his breath. He’d come home very late, and he wore this grin, like he was hiding something good. He kept checking his phone, ignoring Maurice’s calls. One or two times, Gary might’ve let it slide. But this turned into a pattern. Night after night, same weird energy. Gary’s curiosity didn’t just spark, it burned.He had tried to shrug it off. Maybe Fred had a side project. Maybe he just wanted a break from all the family nonsense. But after a while, Gary couldn’t pretend anymore.Then came that night. Fred said he had a late meeting downtown. Gary