Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha's Regret After I Left : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Merilyn's POV Yeah, I do. I don't need them to speak the words out loud. Their bodies tell me the story. The way they hold their shoulders tells me about the burdens they carry. The flicker in their eyes shows me their regrets. It’s like reading a book written in the language of nervous twitches and hesitant sighs. And it is even more enjoyable hearing them talk about it. Watching them revealing their pain, or drowning in their own regret… it made me feel a certain way. It was a feeling I couldn't quite point my finger on, a sort of warm, humming satisfaction deep in my chest. It wasn't a nice feeling, not really. But it was a powerful one. Otherwise, it's actually a good feeling, uh..? It makes me feel in control. It makes me feel like I'm the one holding the spotlight, and they are just characters acting out their sad little plays for me. And that was the reason why I'm now a little fond of Kylie and her little friend. Their little performance in the garden was the most in

Third Person POV While a scene of raw, passionate abandon unfolded outside by the tranquil lake, where two bodies moved with a single, primal purpose, completely lost to the world like first time pornstars, Kylie's state was the very opposite. She was a world away, trapped in a different kind of prison. The pristine, white-tiled toilet felt more like a cell after almost a hour of relentless sickness. Kylie was slumped against the wall, her brows locked into a frown. Her face was a deathly, frightening pale, the color of old parchment. Her skin was clammy and cool to the touch, covered in a fine, sickly sheen of sweat that made her hair stick to her forehead and temples. Her silver eyes, usually so sharp and full of life, were now wide open and glassy with a deep, bone-weary tiredness. She couldn't even be bothered to close them. Blinking felt like a monumental effort. Every muscle in her body had turned to water, a useless, trembling jelly. It felt as if anything solid inside her —

Nat’s POVThe look of shock on my supervisor’s face doesn’t escape me. Furrows appear between her brows, her lips silently parting in disbelief.“What?” She finally manages to say, closing the file and turning her full attention to me. “You want to resign? Why?”That reaction is expected. After all, if you asked me a week ago, I would never have thought I’d be talking about resignation today. This hospital, this place… I have long seen it as my home.I explain calmly with the excuse I have prepared beforehand. “I’ve decided to pursue an advanced surgical fellowship back in my hometown. It requires my full dedication, so I’ll need to resign to focus on it.”She taps the table, her brows softening a bit. Finally, she sighs and says, “Alright. If that’s your dream, I can’t stand in your way. However, protocol requires a one-month notice period. You’ll also need to train your replacement, the new intern. Is that acceptable?”“A month?” I repeat.That’s a whole thirty days. Thirty more day

Kylie's POV Mia's eyes widened with shock. "That early?" She seemed to have thought of something as she spoke again. "Wait... That news... It actually spread after you woke up that you lost your wolf..." Watching her confused face as she struggled to put the timeline together, I patiently explained. "Well, Rain came back stronger than before, so only someone stronger than her will be able to detect her presence; otherwise, no one can." Her eyes shone, and she clapped energetically. "That's fucking great! We can hunt in our wolf form when the time comes then, hehe~ I could see my victory already." I couldn't help but smile. If there is one thing that hasn't changed about her, it would be her competitiveness. I don't really like competition, but I enjoyed teasing her hopelessly with any chance I got. "Or my victory." "Nope, you can happily surrender now." "Same goes back to you." Who cares? We will eat the gain together anyway. We continued our bickering for almost a minute befo

Cole’s POV Looking at the woman lying in the bed before me, I couldn't help but notice how beautifully she had bloomed. Every time, whenever I set my eyes on her, my heart always seemed to race. It seems the old saying is true, 'distance really does make the heart grow fonder'. Or perhaps it just sharpens the eyes. I could see the subtle changes in her features now, and each one made her more captivating. Her skin, which I remembered as being a bit pale, now had a rosy, healthy glow. Her face was a little plumper, softer, losing the sharp edges, and her under-eye wrinkles and eye bags had faded. And oh, those eyes of hers… those silver orbs shimmered faintly, like moonlight on a still lake. They were the kind you'd get lost staring into. The way she looked at me, even with that coldness managed to send a strange, thrilling jolt through my chest, making my heart race. Those lights in her eyes... they were like fireflies on a summer night. Extremely beautiful and deeply interesting.