All Chapters of Alpha Tristan Regretted Divorcing Me : Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

LIVIAThe vial sat on my nightstand, a tiny, crystal-clear anchor weighing down my entire existence. For three days, it had been the only thing I could focus on. I stared at the crimson liquid, imagining it swirling into a glass of vintage wine or a simple afternoon tea. It was so small, so deceptively harmless, yet it held the power to delete Yelena from the world. Three days of waiting had turned the room into a cage.My skin crawled with the need to move, to hunt, to strike.Yet Yelena was nowhere to be found. It was as if she had vanished into the ether, tucked away by Tristan and his inner circle.Even my own mate was nowhere to be seen, leaving me to stew in this suffocating isolation. I didn't dare go out myself; though the elders had officially cleared my name after that botched accident, I knew how the pack worked. They were wolves; they smelled fear and suspicion like blood in the water. One wrong move, one lingering glance toward the Alpha’s estate, and they would t

LIVIAI skidded to a halt in the kitchen, my chest heaving, my hair a wild mess of half-styled tangles. My mother stood by the counter, a wet rag in her hand, staring at me with a mixture of confusion and mild irritation.The scent of bleach and stale pine cleaner hung thick in the air, cloying and heavy, stinging my nostrils."What is it? Why are you shouting, Livia?" She pulled her apron tighter around her waist, her eyes narrowing as they raked over my attire. "And why are you dressed up? I thought you were staying in tonight."I forced my racing heart to slow, clamping down on the frantic energy surging through my veins. I couldn't let her see the truth, not now, not when I was so close. I smoothed the fabric of my dress, pasting a thin, practiced smile onto my face."Yes, I know, I said that," I lied, my voice steady, practiced. "But a man I met... someone I've been talking to, he just invited me for dinner. You’ve been badgering me for weeks to let go of Tristan and move on,

YELENAThe night air outside the restaurant was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, a familiar perfume of our territory, but tonight, it felt charged with something else. I was still blushing, the heat of it lingering on my cheeks despite the cool evening breeze. Tristan had insisted on this outing with the stubbornness of a man possessed, refusing to take "no" for an answer. Even with my belly swollen and heavy, housing the little life that was preparing to greet the world, he had guided me into the car with such care, as if I were made of glass.He had been acting strange ever since he pulled into the driveway. There was a frantic, jittery energy beneath his calm exterior, a nervousness he tried to cloak behind a stoic expression, but I knew him too well. I could read the slight tension in his jaw, the way his fingers drummed rhythmically against the steering wheel, and the way his hand, usually so steady when it held mine, trembled just a fraction.As we were seated,

DANIEL I floored the accelerator, the car fishtailing slightly as I tore out onto the main road. The city lights smeared into long, jagged streaks of color against the windshield.Every second felt like a decade.My wolf was pacing, claws scraping against the bars of my consciousness, howling in frustration at the lack of a target, at the inability to protect the one man who mattered more than anyone else in our pack.When the sterile, looming silhouette of the hospital finally rose out of the dark, I didn't slow down. I surged through the gates, skidding into a parking spot just as three familiar black SUVs flanked me. Our guards. They moved like shadows, spilling out of their vehicles with lethal efficiency, immediately fanning out to seal every exit and entrance. They were creating a fortress of the building, ensuring no one would get in, and more importantly, no one would leave until we had answers.I didn't wait for them. I sprinted toward the automatic glass doors, my sh

DANIEL "Yes, please do," she snapped, cutting me off with a jagged edge of sarcasm."Explain where you and my brother took Yelena to. Her parents are at the pack house right now, and they are absolutely livid. They are demanding answers, Daniel. My brother took her on a date, and they both just vanished off the face of the earth. Do you have any idea how that looks? Who disappears without a trace?"My heart hammered against my ribs, a dull thud of dread competing with the lingering joy of the baby's arrival. My grip on the phone tightened until my knuckles blanched."They are at your place?" I asked, my voice dangerously low."Yes, they’re here, and they aren't leaving until they see their daughter," she fired back, her voice thick with the mounting pressure of the situation. "What would you do if your child didn't come home? If she was supposed to be back and she was just… gone? Tell me, what would you do?"I didn't have an answer, not while she was in this state.How do you explai