บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Regrets After Banishing Me And Taking My Son: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Hazel’s POVCould this be him? Could this actually be the son I missed day and night?My heart pounded against my ribs as I watched the little boy from my hiding spot. The resemblance to Ulysses was undeniable, but I held my breath. What if I was seeing what I desperately wanted to see? What if this was just another pack child who happened to have similar features?But those eyes. That jawline. The way he held himself.Please let it be him. Please.The boy steadied himself and drew back his arm to throw again. I watched every micro-movement of his small frame. This time the dart sailed wide, missing the target completely and embedding itself in the dirt several feet away.My heart sank watching his shoulders slump in defeat. He sighed deeply, making my chest ache.The other children pounced on his failure immediately.“Lame, Liam!” one boy shouted with cruel glee. “My grandmother could throw better than that!”“Yeah!” another chimed in. “Even with her eyes closed!”Liam.I blinked twic

Hazel’s POVLiam drew back his arm and released the dart.It flew straight and true, slamming into the exact center of the target with a satisfying thunk.Perfect 10-ring. Dead center bullseye.For a heartbeat, complete silence blanketed the play area. Then the children erupted in amazement.“No way!” the freckled boy gasped, his mouth hanging open.“How did you do that?” asked a girl with braids.“That was incredible!” shouted another child.“Liam hit a perfect bullseye!”My son stood frozen for a moment, staring at the target like he couldn’t believe what he’d accomplished. Then he exploded into celebration.He jumped up and down like a tiny bird celebrating the most important victory of his life, pumping his fists in the air.“I did it! I did it!” he shouted, his whole face glowing with triumph. “Did everyone see that? Did you all see what I did?”My chest felt like it might burst watching him. This was what pure happiness looked like on my son’s face. This was the joy he deserved t

Hazel’s POVUma straightened at once, her whole body coming alive the instant she learned she might help. The healer in her that I remember so well surged forward, intently focused on me now.“What kind of symptoms are we dealing with?” she asked eagerly, leaning in slightly.This was my chance. I needed to sound convincing but not too rehearsed.“There’s this patient back where I was working,” I said, making my voice sound frustrated. “Drives me crazy because I can’t figure him out. Every full moon, he transforms fine, but afterward? Complete mess.”Uma’s brow furrowed with interest. “How so?”“He can’t sleep for days afterward. Just lies there staring at the ceiling, completely wired.” I shook my head like it genuinely puzzled me. “And even in human form, he’s jumpy. Reacts to every little sound like something’s hunting him.”“Hmm,” Uma muttered, her eyes darting slightly as though running through options in her head before settling back on me. “Sounds like his wolf is having trouble

Hazel’s POVUma touched at her cheek with the tips of her fingers, her brow furrowed in confusion. She rubbed at a spot near her temple like she was trying to erase something invisible.“What are you staring at?” she asked, tilting her head again. “Is there something on my face? A mark or a scar I don’t know about?”Damn. I’d been too obvious comparing her features to Elena’s, searching for the similarities that had struck me so forcefully.“Nothing’s wrong,” I said quickly, forcing my lips into what I hoped was a reassuring smile. “After being separated for six years, I’m just trying to memorize every detail of seeing you again. I was afraid I’d forgotten what you looked like.”Uma’s shoulders relaxed slightly, but her eyes still held a flicker of doubt. She’d always been perceptive, even as children. It was part of what made her such a good healer.“God, Hazel.” She ran both hands through her hair, messing it up. “I still can’t believe you’re really here. Do you know what this place

Ulysses’s POVI walked through the pack territory like a man haunted, my boots scuffing against the worn stone paths as I tried to focus on my patrol duties, but my mind kept circling back to that hypnotherapy session like a vulture returning to carrion.What the hell had I been thinking, exposing myself like that?My hands trembled as I gripped the fence post at the training grounds. The wood was rough under my palms, grounding me in the present moment, but it couldn’t stop the memories from flooding back.I’d revealed too much. Shown too much weakness to that woman—Mila.She’d seen straight through every defense I’d built over six years, straight to the pathetic truth I’d been hiding from everyone, including myself.She’d witnessed the depth of my obsession with Hazel, the way guilt gnawed at my insides like acid, how losing her had left me fundamentally broken.A cold sweat broke out across my forehead. If word got out that the strong, decisive Alpha was actually a mess of regret an