Todos los capítulos de Reborn as the Alpha’s regret : Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Lucien's POV I woke up with the slow rise and fall of Calla's chest beside me. Even the morning light slipped through the almost closed window and touched her face. For a moment, I did not move nor shift on the bed.I only watched her, careful that even the smallest sound would pull her from her sleep and awaken her.Her body was still bare on the bed, though the blanket had covered half her body, from her waist down to her toes. Her hair was spread across the pillow like dark silk, though some of it had fallen over her eyes and face. I reached out and carefully brushed it aside, though my fingers shook a little.It felt a little bit strange to touch her so freely when once upon a time, I could not.Last night felt like a dream I was scared to remember. Too many months had passed with pain between us and too many words had gone unsaid. Yet, here she was beside me, breathing calmly as if she had never once hated me before.I smiled without meaning to.My thumb traced the line of her

Lucien's POV I could not sit still in my office.Marla words kept playing in my head like a curse I could not silence. Could she be right? I wasn't there for Willow truly. What if she really did hate me and blamed me for what happened? What would happen then with Calla? What if the ghost of her past resurfaced?I stood near my desk then moved away again. I crossed the room then turned back again. I bit down one end of my lips as images of what could happen filled my mind. I raked a hand through my hair and let out a long breath.“No point… seriously.” I muttered, chuckling but it was a bitter one.My chest felt tight. Yes I had faced war and I had faced death. But the thought of my own child hating me was worse than any blade. I could not even fathom it.“What if she is right?” I said, asking the air that blew across the room. “What if I finally save her and she looks at me and only sees a man who failed her?”I stopped near the window and pressed my hand against the glass. Outsid

Lucien's POV Calla slept beside me while I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling unable to close my eyes for long.Each time I did, I saw Willow's face just the way my mind believed it would be. I didn't even know how her face looked again. I didn't know back then. I didn't care until now. I turned my head and looked at Calla. Her hair was spread over the pillow, looking dark against the pale cloth and her hand rested on her chest as if she was holding her own heart in place. The bond between us didn't burn. It was calm now but my thoughts would not follow it into rest. Marla really got to me with her words. “Just have enough sleep while I worry about this,” I whispered, though she did not hear me.I rose slowly from the bed, careful not to wake her and pulled my coat. The night air whoosed by and touched my skin when I opened the door. It was a cool feeling and it cleared my head just enough to make a choice. I should have gone straight to the training ground but there were i

Calla's POV Sleep took me gently that night, not like the deep deep rest I had known since I started sleeping on Lucien's bed but the kind that only half covered my mind.My body lay still on the bed, yet my thoughts were something else… they did not settle. The bond I had with Lucien stirred in a strange way, like something was calling me from far away. I turned in my sleep and whispered a name without knowing it. “Willow…”I was no longer in Lucien's chamber. The walls of the Nightmoor faded and cold air brushed against my skin.I stood in a wide open place, surrounded by tall dark trees whose branches bent like claws, ready to pierce whosoever that disturbed them.The sky above me was blue and the ground under my foot was rough. I looked down only to see that I was barefoot, my toes touching the soil that felt real.My heart began to race. I soon came to the realization that I knew this place, even though I had never seen it before. The fear in my chest told me where I was. It

Calla's POVI pushed the infirmary door open and the smell that greeted me was familiar… The room smelled of herbs.Mrs. Lydia looked up from a small table where she was grinding leaves with stone.“Lady Calla,” she said warmly, her face breaking into a kind smile. “You are on your feet early.” Another attendant near the shelves bowed her head. “Good morning, Lady Calla.”I nodded at them both. “Good morning.”My eyes moved around the room at once. I did not need to ask where Marla was as I already knew her bed. All I did was to ask, ‘Is Marla awake?’ even though I already knew the answer. And before Lydia could speak, a weak voice came from the far end of the room.“So she comes to check on me.” Marla said, waving her hands at me and I caught her with my side eyes.I turned toward her direction and Lydia gave me a small shrug as if to say, You see? Before returning back to her work.I walked slowly toward Marla’s bed, gathering all my questions and hoping to get the right answer fr