All Chapters of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha’s Regret: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Zach’s POV“You should really see your face right now.” Bella’s voice was light, almost amused, like she was commenting on the weather instead of standing in the middle of a storm she had created.“My face?” I repeated, my tone dangerously calm as I ran my hand through my face.“Yes,” she said, tilting her head as she studied me like I was some exhibit. “Your brows are practically kissing each other. You are terrible at hiding anger, Zach.”I clenched my jaw.“I’m not angry.” I said after some thought, trying to hide my anger.She laughed out loud, “Please,” she scoffed, folding her arms. “You are vibrating with it. It’s almost embarrassing for you to be trying to hide it.” “Get out,” I said almost immediately as I was getting pissed off already.The words came out sharp, final, and like a command.Even in my range, Bella didn’t move an itch. There was no atom of fear in her eyes as she stood looking at me critically.Instead, she walked past me like she owned the room, like she owned

Livia’s POV“I don’t want to go.” The words slipped out before I could stop them, barely louder than a whisper, yet they felt like they shook the walls of the room.Clara, who was there with me, froze behind me, her hands stilling mid-motion as she adjusted the clasp of my dress. “You don’t have a choice, Luna,” she said calmly. Clara has been one of the maids in the palace who has been so close to me.“I know,” I said tightly, gripping the edge of the vanity. “That doesn’t mean I have to want it.”The mirror reflected a woman I barely recognized, poised and dressed in elegance, with every strand of hair in place. A Luna and a symbol.My stomach twisted violently. “The Crescent Pack will be there,” I muttered, my voice dropping. “He will be there.”Clara hesitated. “Alpha Zach…”“Don’t say his name,” I snapped, too quickly, too sharply.Silence fell in the room immediately as Clara flinched a little.I exhaled shakily, pressing my fingers to my temples. “If I see him, I don’t know wha

Bella’s POVThe glass shattered before it even registered in my mind that I had thrown it. It hit the far wall with a sharp, violent crack, wine splattering like blood across the pale surface.I stood frozen for a second, my chest rising and falling too fast, my fingers trembling, and then came the anger. Not the quiet, simmering kind I wore like perfume in public, but the raw, ugly rage I kept buried.“It didn’t work…” I whispered, my voice thin, disbelieving as my lips curled.“It didn’t work,” I muttered out loud again as I turned abruptly, pacing the room like a caged predator, heels clicking sharply against the marble floor.Everything had been perfect, yes, everything: the accusation, the pressure, and the timing. Livia was supposed to crumble, she was supposed to fall and Zach… I hissed as my jaw tightened.“Zach was supposed to walk away,” I said aloud, but he didn’t. Instead, he did the exact opposite of what I thought he would do.My hands clenched into fists. “He’s watching

Bella’s POVI stood by the tall window in my room, my fingers gripping the curtain so tightly the fabric wrinkled in my hold. My reflection stared back at me from the glass, perfect, composed, but my eyes betrayed me as they burned.“I won’t lose,” I whispered to myself, my voice low and sharp. “Not to her, not to Livia.”But it seems the more I said it, the less convincing it sounded.Then the thought of Perry flashed in, he had been avoiding me for a while now, and that alone was enough to make my blood boil.I had called him again and again, but no answer. I have sent messages, tried to arrange meetings, but in all he ignored and declined them all.Each rejection felt like a slap to my face as I wondered what could have changed. I paced my room, my heels clicking aggressively against the marble floor as I replayed our last conversation.“He’s hiding something,” I muttered, my lips curling. “You think you are clever, Perry?” I asked, staring into space.I grabbed my phone again, dia

Bella’s POVFor a moment, everything went silent like the world had been swallowed whole.I stood there, my fingers trembling at my sides, my chest rising and falling too fast, too unevenly as I blinked once. It seems as if my vision had betrayed me. As if this humiliation wasn’t real, but in the actual sense, it was.I was still shocked from the words or should I say the command of Zach?Is he really being serious about me not being good with him?Zach was walking away from me even as I stood watching him leave. “Zach,” I called, my voice came out low at first, strained, like it was dragged from somewhere deep inside my chest.He didn’t stop even as I called out to him and this made something inside me snap.“Zach!” My scream tore through the palace courtyard, sharp and wild, echoing against the walls like a warning siren as heads turned, guards stiffened, and servants froze mid-step, but Zach?He still didn’t turn or even feel concerned about my emotions.My hands curled into fists,