All Chapters of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha’s Regret: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Belle’s POVThe car engine was still running, but it hadn’t moved an inch for almost three minutes as horns blared behind us.Drivers shouted, some even slammed their hands against a steering wheel so hard the sound echoed through the street, but it seemed none of us cared about it, not even a little.In all of these, I sat comfortably in the passenger seat, one hand resting on my swollen stomach, my fingers slowly brushing over the fabric of my dress like I was petting something precious. Something powerful, something dangerous, because this child was powerful and I knew it.I tilted my head slightly, watching Hayden from the corner of my eye. His hands were gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles had turned white.His jaw was locked, and his breathing was sharp.He looked like a man trying very hard not to explode, and this made me almost smile.“Good, let him burn,” I murmured to myself.Behind us, I could clearly see the convoy of black SUVs in the side mirror, my bodyg

Zach’s POV“He’s in the car with her?” I asked, my voice thundered across the office before I even realized I had spoken.My fist slammed down on the mahogany desk so hard the ink bottle rattled and nearly tipped over. I was so angry about getting the information about Bella's whereabouts.Across from me, my Beta stiffened from the shock of my anger and reaction.“Yes, Alpha,” he said carefully, trying to steady himself.The word Alpha sounded heavier today as I stood up slowly, my chair scraping across the marble floor. The air in the room felt too tight, too hot, like the walls were closing in. “Say that again,” I said quietly, my gaze directly on Perry.My Beta swallowed hard as he tried to repeat what he just said.“Alpha Hayden picked Luna Belle up himself. No driver, just with a few escort vehicles inside the lane.” Perry finally repeated.My jaw clenched so hard I felt it in my skull. “He is driving her,” I murmured to myself, and for a moment, there was nothing but silence in

Livia's POV.I was seated at a table before me as I went through some files when the front door of the house slammed so hard. I trembled from the shock as I tried looking in the direction to see who was responsible for it.The atmosphere of the house shifted immediately like a wave of shock. My fingers tightened around the edge of the table as my heart began to pound. Yes, Hayden was home, and the atmosphere of the house automatically changed.I slowly stood, smoothing my dress over my hips, trying to calm the tremor in my hands and my reflection in the glass cabinet betrayed me, wide eyes, pale lips, and a woman who looked like she was preparing for battle rather than greeting her husband.Heavy footsteps echoed through the hallway, each one louder than the last, and then he appeared.Hayden stepped into the room like a storm that had finally found somewhere to break. His dark coat hung open, his tie loose, his hair slightly disheveled by the cold wind outside, but it was no anger on

Hayden’s POVI watched as Emerald ran out happily, her laughter echoing through the corridor.“Did you see the way she ran?” I muttered, still staring at the door Emerald had disappeared through.“She’s a child,” Livia replied quietly, staring at her fingers.“A clever child,” I corrected, folding my arms. “And clever children survive.”“She shouldn’t have to survive anything in this house,” Livia said softly.I turned slowly toward her. “Everything in this world is survival, Livia. You of all people should know that.” I stated.“You keep saying that,” she said without looking at me, her eyes fixed on the gardens outside. “But the way you say it makes it sound like a justification,” she said.“A justification for what?” I asked, confused about what she was trying to say.“For control,” she muttered silently, almost like a whisper.My jaw tightened. “Careful,” I warned.“I’m not insulting you,” she said calmly. “I’m observing you.”“Observing me?” I laughed dryly. “That’s rich coming f

Zach’s POV“Why are you walking around like you just won a war, Bella?” I asked as I looked at her, irritated by her confidence in her actions.“Oh, please, Zach, spare me the drama,” she said, waving me off with her hand.“Drama?” I asked, looking at her to be sure if she knows exactly what she's doing.“Yes, drama. The same thing you do every time something doesn’t go exactly the way you want,” she said, pointing fingers at me.“You showed up at my apartment with Hayden, and you are tagging it drama,” I said, frustratedly.“And?” Bella asked, unbothered by my outburst.“You let that bastard escort you into my compound like he’s your damn protector,” I said.“He did protect me,” Bella said confidently.“You are my wife, for goodness sake!” I said, trying to remind her of her place and position.“And where exactly were you when I needed protection?” she asked, looking directly at me.“You think that’s funny?” I asked.“No. I think it’s ironic,” she replied without hesitation.“You are