All Chapters of Alpha's Regret After I Left : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Mirabel's POV Later that night, we were in bed, chatting about everything, including how Elijah was saved by Old Master Albert in the Northern Territory. He explained, “After realizing it was me, he told me he was here to find an heir. I stayed to heal in his territory for a while before coming back. I’ll help rule his pack in return for the next few decades. That’s the least I can do.” I leaned into his embrace after hearing that. Some time passed before I suddenly remembered something. “What about the vampires?" Elijah ran his hand through my hair, massaging my scalp in a soothing way as he spoke. “We already got Dracula." “What?” “Albert’s pack was affected by Cole’s recent actions—colluding with the vampires. One of the things we did together was clean out the vampires in the area. That’s when we came across Nicholas, who was traveling back to where Dracula is. Albert immediately realized he was actually a fragment of Dracula’s consciousness, left behind before he went i

Cole's POV (last) The elders exchanged glances, and to my utmost disbelief, the men who once listened to my every word like puppets now seemed to have grown wings and dared to ignore me. They didn’t even meet my gaze as they read aloud, their faces stiff and unreadable. “According to the rules and regulations of this pack, any man who has committed treason—” Silence swallowed the clearing. Then the elder spoke again. “—for crimes against the pack, the Alpha’s bloodline, and the Moon’s law…” My chest heaved. I waited for chains. For exile. For death. “—his wolf shall be permanently bound.” My heart skipped a beat. “What…?” I croaked. “And his body shall bear the consequences of his choices.” Before I could react, two elders stepped forward, their hands glowing silver. “No! Wait—” I tried to pull back, panic finally clawing its way through my arrogance. “Elijah—!” The ground beneath me pulsed. Pain detonated. A sharp, horrifying crack echoed through the clearing. I scr

“I don’t support this!” Cole shouted loudly. The veins on his neck bulged, his golden eyes blazing with rage. Every word hit the clearing like a hammer. The ground beneath his feet seemed to crack under the force of his aura. Even the distant trees trembled slightly. “Kylie!” he roared. “You belong to me! Not this… wastrel!” The crowd went dead silent. Not a single leaf moved. Not a single person dared to breathe. Even the distant howls of the wolves seemed to pause. The wind died. It was as if the forest itself was holding its breath and watching this drama with keen eyes. You could see curiosity in the eyes of the guests. At the same time, one thought ran through everyone’s minds at the same time: Had he gone crazy? Had he finally lost his mind completely? They could see it in his eyes. The rage was not just anger. It was a mixture of fear, control and rage. It scared them, since there was no reason for him to be acting like this. Had he finally lost his mind completely

Third Person POV "Oh my Goddess! She got her wolf back!" "Quick! Someone go tell the Alpha!" "That was surprising! She's easily one of the biggest wolf I'd ever laid my eyes on." "Yeah, look at those shimmering fur and eyes! Goddess, save her from my envy. She's pretty whether in human or wolf form. Unlike me. Fat either way. I need to exercise more!" Kylie’s sharp and bright eyes roamed around. There weren’t many people nearby, she could use the momentum to disappear right now before things escalated. Cole had many guards, and also a vampire. How could Elijah defeated them all alone? She was about to mind-link Elijah to warn him when strong hoof sounded, and golden eyes pierced straight through her. Cole was back! Her heart rate quickened. How could he have returned so quickly?! "Kylie! You really got your wolf back!" he yelled from afar, standing in front of her, eyeing her huge figure that towered above him—the Alpha. Kylie bared her teeth and took a step back. "Go t

Third Person POV A slow, triumphant smile bloomed across Merilyn’s face, wide and utterly unashamed. It wasn't the polite, practiced, distant smile of a noble lady, but something far more primal and knowing. It was the smile of a hunter who had finally cornered her prize, a curve of pure, predatory satisfaction that reached her eyes, making them glitter with unleashed desire. One of the guards couldn't help but let his gaze flicker toward the commotion. The scene that met his eyes was so jarring, so contrary to everything he knew, that he almost gagged, choking on his own breath. He quickly snapped his head forward, his ears burning, but the image was already seared into his mind. Lady Merilyn, who always carried herself with an air of untouched nobility, as if she'd never even heard a crude word, let alone seen a man's arousal, was now a vision of raw sensuality. Her elegant hand, usually reserved for holding fine china or delicately waving a greeting, was not just resting on Cole