All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: His Rejected Hybrid Mate: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Aria's POVThe headmistress entered the room with decisive steps and went straight to the teacher, placing a hand on her shoulder and helping her stand upright. The woman was still shaking, her face already pale and blotched red where my hand had struck her. Around us, the parents and children had frozen in place–their eyes wide and their mouths parted. It was as if just the wrong word could shatter the stillness. The headmistress turned slowly, her gaze sweeping across the room. "Well?" she snapped. "Don't just stand there, get on with your lives you all!"Her voice cracked like a whip, and it did well in breaking the spell. Murmurs filled the room as parents began ushering their children out, shoes scraping hurriedly against the floor. Curious and judgemental glances were cast our way, a good lot of them quite thrilled by the short drama they'd just witnessed. The class emptied within moments, only a few lingering children staying back, perhaps too stunned or curious to move. T

Aria's POVThe road thinned the farther I drove, the asphalt giving way to cracked tar and then bare earth. By the time the car rattled beneath us, the sun had dipped its lowest, swallowed by the horizon like it wasn't up just a few minutes ago. Darkness crept in fast, thick and very unwelcoming. It was the kind that made the world feel smaller and the hopes of a successful mission feel thinner. The poles of the streetlight didn't extend further and the glowing shops reduced until there was not even a single hum of life left. Just silence–and the heavy sense that we had crossed into a part of the District that the city and its Mayor pretended didn't exist. Maya shifted uneasily in her seat, Luna stirring faintly in her arms. The car's headlights cut a narrow tunnel through the dark, illuminating twisted weeds and skeletal trees. The uneven ground looked more like abandoned land than city outskirts."This place..." Maya said slowly, scanning the darkness and turning back to me. "Ari

Aria's POVAnother sharp kick to my ribs drove the breath clean out of me. I tasted blood as my body slammed sideways, my cheek scraping through a rough stone. The rogues laughed carelessly. "Guess your District Mayor doesn't care about this part of the city." Rough hands hauled me up by the hair, forcing my head back until my neck screamed in protest. The bright firelight burned my eyes, making everything swim and blur around me "Well?" another rogue asked lazily. "It's time for you to feed our flames. Wouldn't you now, mother?" I didn't answer with words. I gathered what little spit I had left and spat straight into his face. It hit his cheek and mouth, thick and red-tinged. The cave instantly went silent. But this was just for a heartbeat. The ugly rogue slowly wiped his face with the back of his hand, staring at the saliva smeared across his skin. Then, his lips curled in delight. He laughed. "Oh. This one's fun." He grinned wider, his teeth glinting in the firelight. "Why

Kyril's POVAria's question lingered for a moment. "How did you find us?" The road ahead stretched quiet and empty, the streetlights sliding past in long amber lines. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, then released a slow breath. "It all started with a call," I said. "One I almost didn't answer." She turned slightly toward me. "Who made the call?" "I was already heading back to Grant Pack territory from my penthouse," I continued. "It was late, and the number wasn't saved. No name. Just a strange contact." I huffed quietly. "I do ignore those kinds of calls."I glanced at her, then back to the road as I took a swift turn. "But something made me pick up. Blood bond, maybe." Her brows knit faintly."Found out it was Maya," I said. "She was panicked. Said you'd gone after Liam in a strange path and hadn't returned. Said there were rogues around and all." My jaw tightened. "I don't think I let her finish before I asked for the location."" Maya told me where you both had d

Aria's POVI had taken my seat at the table before Maya walked back in, smoothing my hands over my thighs as I tried to steady the strange mix of relief and unease that swirled inside me. This is it, I thought. I was to dine with Kyril again, after over half a decade. Liam entered moments later, holding Kyril's hand. They walked side by side, Liam's short steps slightly hurried. Kyril slowed his stride to match him. They looked simple and natural. Like something that should have always existed. A quiet warmth found its way to my chest. Finally, Liam had his father by his side. And this time, I didn't object to it. But beneath the joy I felt, there was something else–an off feeling I just couldn't name. It felt like a tightness I refused to loosen. Marcus followed behind them, composed as ever, and once everyone had taken their seats, the room settled into a calm. "I made your favourite dish, Liam," I said, smiling as I reached for my cutlery. Liam grinned brightly. "Thanks, Mo