All Chapters of Too Late for Regrets: Alpha Husband Rejects my Rejection: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"Seren... Seren wait."I climb down the stairs of the cabin, walking as fast as I can after her as she marches away from the cabin.Her strides are steady and she doesn't look like she has any intention of slowing down. I wouldn't be walking after someone in nothing but a night shift but the situation on my hands is serious enough that I have to."Seren, Seren just listen to me."She marches forward like she didn't hear me and after feelings like my entire being has been shaken tonight, I really am not in the mood to chase after anyone."You can stop or I can make you stop. Just stop Seren, please!"Finally the female warrior comes to a halt but when she turns, there's a look of rage in her eyes, "Did you just threaten to make me stop?"I stand straight, my spine like steel and chin unyielding as I respond, "I knew that was what I needed to do to get your attention. I'm not here to hurt you though, I'm not here to hurt anyone in your pack. I promise."Seren scoffs again and this time

Seren folds her arms, looking at her Alpha with the same amount of confusion I am.When I speak, I think I say what we're both thinking, "What does that have to with anything?"Alpha Kieran only bends to dust off his fallen basket of herbs. Again, my eye gets drawn to the wide variety he has growing in his garden. I've never known an Alpha who likes to garden, not to talk of one who grows so much of the plants and herbs that could be used for spellcasting.The well of knowledge in my mind helps me identify the name and uses of each plant my eyes meet, the spells they could be used in..."You being awakened has to do with everything. Awakened witches are powerful, yes?"In response to that, I only set my intention to moving some of the silver threads around me I can see with my new sight.A gust of wind immediately rips through the garden.I hear the sharp inhale Seren takes but Alpha Kieran doesn't even look surprised, or impressed. When he meets my eyes, there's only the shine of oppo

Putting up the last ward is the hardest.It's not because of the magic. That works steadily, and whenever I feel weak, my baby pulses in my stomach, her energy flooding my mind and body like a beacon.She's grown even more since last night and I can tell what should have taken months has been shortened into weeks now. In a few weeks, my child will be born, but that's not what makes putting up this ward harder than the last ones.This time I can feel something pressing against my magic. I can feel something watching me from afar, something dark and angry, just like I felt in my dream last night.Fear threatens to flood me but I tell myself the words that came to me early this morning."Fear is a choice."My magic flares in response to that, flowing brighter and stronger as I continue the rest of the process for setting up the wards.Once each protection sigil has attached itself to an element of the earth, the final word leaves my lips in the form of a command, "Seal."All three protect

The more I move through the pack, the more I feel it.... That dark presence I felt at the borders.By the time night falls, i've convinced myself i'm imagining it but i can tell i'm not. There's a prickle behind my neck. A current under my skin that turns my magic inside itself, like something in me is rejecting that probe coming into my mind.I go back to the cabin and sleep like a log, but when I wake, that feeling is still there. I'm restless in the cabin so I step outside.Again I'm hit by the rush of sound and activity that comes when I step outside the cabin. The Moonveil pack isn't a large pack, and the night is slow and lazy, there's no major festival happening and the packhouse doesn't seem to be the place where everyone congregates for their meals.Warriors and maids go home to their families and outposts, and the clearing is sparse, just a few people walking around and talking to each other. Conversations halt when the pack members see I have stepped out, but no one walks

We walk in silence after that.The forest stretches around us, quiet and alive all at once. Leaves shift overhead, moonlight breaking through in scattered beams, and the further we go, the more distant the sounds of the pack become.It’s just us now, and that should make me more cautious. But It doesn’t and that’s the problem.As we walk further, we fall into step, walking side by side and I become aware of something else.I become aware of Him.Earlier today I never even knew someone like this existed. It's not been long since I saw him in the pack hall, but again, there's that feeling that courses through me. A feeling that makes me want to act like I've known him my whole life.It's not just his presence, but the way he moves. There's a steadiness to his steps, and a quiet control in every move he makes. He doesn't go marching across the woods like some cocksure male who thinks he's the scariest thing out here.Everything feels… intentional and It draws my attention in a way I don’t