All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: His Rejected Hybrid Mate: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

234 Chapters

Chapter 221: The Breaking Point

Aria’s POV I watched from a few yards away, my chest heaving as I shoved the last of the mangled rogue corpses off my arm. The cavern was growing quieter, the sounds of wet tearing and bone-snapping replaced by the low, rhythmic hum of the ritual circle. But the air around Sienna and Kyril was tense.Sienna’s finger traced a slow line down the center of Kyril’s chest, leaving a faint trail of dark blood on his skin."You always did look magnificent when you're angry," she said. Her voice carried rang through the cavern, smooth and dripping with a false intimacy that made my skin crawl.Kyril’s jaw was set so tight I thought his teeth might shatter. "Where are my children?"Sienna didn't flinch. Instead, she stepped even closer, her body almost brushing against his. She tilted her head back, looking up at him with eyes that held a disturbing amount of warmth. "Still so direct," she murmured. "Oh, you always like it when I stand this close, don't you? Don't pretend you’ve forgotten,

Chapter 222: The Price of the Bloodlight

Aria’s POVI froze. Behind us, I heard the sound of heavy boots. Marcus and Maya stepped forward, their faces grim. Marcus still held his gun leveled at Sienna’s heart, while Maya looked pale but determined. They stood beside Kyril, forming a wall of silent pressure."What wall?" I demanded."This one!" Sienna screamed, pointing again at the stone behind her.I rushed forward, shoving her aside. I placed my palms against the cold, rough stone of the pillar and the connecting wall. I couldn't feel anything at first, just the vibration of the cave."Open it," I commanded, looking back at her. "Open it now, or I swear I will finish that spell."Sienna scrambled to her knees. She turned around and placed her hands on the wall in a strange, asymmetrical pattern. She pressed her thumbs into two hidden indentations and whispered a word in a language I didn't recognize.The stone groaned and a vertical seam appeared in the center of the wall, and it parted with a heavy, grinding sound, slidin

Chapter 223: The Path to Forgiveness

Kyril’s POV After what seemed like, I finally saw the brightness of day. The sun was hitting the entrance of the cave, blindingly bright after the gloom of the ritual chamber. I burst out into the open air, my lungs burning, my muscles screaming in protest.The van that Marcus and I had brought was parked a few yards down the trail. I ran toward it, sliding the side door open with one hand while keeping Aria cradled against my chest. I placed her onto the back seat as gently as I could, using a clean cloth from the medical kit Marcus kept in the back to apply pressure to her stomach."Stay with me," I choked out.I jumped into the driver’s seat. Seconds later, Marcus and Maya appeared at the cave entrance, carrying the children."Get in! Get in now!" I yelled.As soon as they were inside and the doors were shut, I slammed the van into gear and tore down the dirt path. I drove straight toward the hospital, pushing the engine until it roared.I was still crying as I drove, the tears bl

Chapter 224: A Fragile Beginning

Aria’s POVI never really liked hospitas… so going home now was a bliss. The healers had cleared me to leave after three days of intensive care. My body still felt stiff, and the wound in my abdomen twinged with every deep breath, but I couldn't stay in that bed any longer. I needed to be in my own space. I needed to feel the floor of my own house beneath my feet.As soon as the car stopped in the driveway, the front door flew open. Maya had brought the children home a day earlier to get them settled, and now they were racing toward me."Mommy! Mommy!"Liam and Luna collided with my legs before I could even get all the way out of the seat. I hissed slightly at the impact, but I didn't care. I reached down and gathered them both into my arms, pulling them close to my chest. "You’re back! You’re finally back!" Luna cried, her small hands gripping my shirt tightly. She pulled back for a second to pepper my face with kisses. "We missed you so much. Where did you go? Why did you stay at

Chapter 225: The Terms of Presence

Aria’s POVI watched them from across the table, my chest tight with a mix of conflicting emotions. I felt happy, yet deeply sad at the same time. It had taken them years to finally have a father in their lives this way. Seeing the way Luna leaned her head against his muscular arm and the way Liam looked up at him with pure, unfiltered hero-worship made reality sink in. This was exactly what they had been missing. All those nights I spent trying to be both parents, all the questions they asked that I couldn't fully answer—it all came down to this void that only he could fill. I felt glad they were happy, but it hurt to know that his absence had left such a mark on them for so long.Kyril was patient. He didn't eat much of his own food because he was too busy helping the kids with theirs. He listened to their stories as if they were the most important things in the world.When dinner was finally over, the real struggle began. Usually, the twins were tired by eight o'clock, but ton

Chapter 226: The Long Road Home

Kyril’s POVI spent the first few hours of the night lying awake in the guest room, staring at the shadows on the ceiling. My mind kept going back to the moment I decided to leave the pack house. It had been a blur of desperation and clarity. I remembered how I had practically sprinted through my quarters, throwing everything I could find into my travel bags. I didn't care about packing neatly. I grabbed shirts, pants, and essentials, shoving them into the bags with trembling hands.The pack could survive a few weeks without their Alpha. I had a solid Beta and a council that could handle the day-to-day disputes. For years, I had put the pack before everything else, convinced that my duty as a leader was the only thing that defined me. But as I stood in my empty office, looking at the silent halls of the pack house, I realized that being an Alpha meant nothing if I was a failure as a father and a man. I had left for Aria’s house without a second thought, driven by a need to fix t

Chapter 227: The Weight of the Future

Aria’s POVToday was a school day. I woke up slowly, my body still adjusting to the presence of others in the bed. Liam and Luna were tangled in the sheets, their small faces peaceful in sleep. I rolled out of bed quietly, careful not to disturb them, and headed downstairs.When I reached the bottom of the steps, the smell of fresh coffee and toasted bread met me. I walked into the kitchen to find Kyril already there. He was standing by the counter, dressed in a simple t-shirt and jeans, looking strangely domestic. He was busy packing lunch boxes, placing sliced fruit and sandwiches into the small containers I usually prepared."Good morning," he said, turning to look at me."Morning," I replied shortly. I didn't linger in the kitchen to chat. I turned around and went back upstairs to wake the kids.Getting the twins ready for school was usually a whirlwind of finding lost socks and brushing tangled hair. Today was no different, though they were in much higher spirits knowing thei

Chapter 228: The Weight of the Crown

Kyril’s POVI meant every single word I said to her. Sitting in that living room, looking into Aria’s eyes, I felt a clarity that had been missing for years. I wasn't just saying things to make her feel better or to ease my own guilt. I truly wanted to be the man who protected her, the man who stood between her and the rest of the world so she wouldn't have to be the warrior every single second of the day.Aria didn't melt at my words. She didn't offer a soft smile or reach out to touch my hand. Instead, she looked at me with a cold, steady gaze that made me feel like I was a stranger auditioning for a role I hadn't earned."The only ones you should care about are your kids, Kyril," she said. Her voice was flat, devoid of the warmth she gave to Liam and Luna. "I can handle myself. I’ve been doing it for a long time, and I don't need you to suddenly step in and act like I’m a damsel in distress. Focus on being a father. That’s why you’re here."I felt the sting of her rejection, but I

Chapter 229: The Crack in the Armor

Aria’s POVI spent the rest of the morning thinking about the words Kyril had spoken on the porch. He talked about castles and futures as if they were things he could just whistle into existence. He was always good with sugar-coating his intentions when he wanted something. I had seen him do it with the pack council, and I had seen him do it with me years ago. It was a talent he possessed—making the impossible sound like a simple task.I found him in the kitchen later, cleaning up after our talk. I walked straight up to him, crossing my arms over my chest."You need to stop, Kyril," I said. My voice was steady, but I wanted him to feel the weight of my frustration. "You can’t go around saying things you can’t do. You’re talking about taking us back to a pack that hated me. You’re talking about a castle that was never truly my home. It’s un-alpha-like to make promises that have no foundation in reality."Kyril turned off the faucet and dried his hands on a towel, looking at me with a

Chapter 230: The Softening of the Heart

Aria’s POVThe morning light was soft as it passed through the bedroom window. I woke up without the pounding pressure of the migraine, though my head still felt a bit heavy. I sat up and saw that the cool washcloth from the night before had fallen onto the pillow. Kyril wasn't in the room, but the scent of him remained.I walked down to the kitchen, moving carefully. Kyril was already there, leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee. He looked up the moment I entered, his eyes scanning my face with intense focus."How are you feeling this morning?" he asked.His voice was low and filled with a concern that was so genuine it made my chest tighten. I could see the sincerity in the way his brow furrowed and the way he stayed still, waiting for my answer. Instead of feeling comforted, I felt a sudden, sharp surge of anger. It was easier to be angry than to deal with the fact that he was actually taking care of me."I'm fine," I said, my voice harsher than I intended. I walked pa

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