All Chapters of Family's Regret After She Kneels: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Aurora’s POVThe sounds came first. A low, guttural growl ripped through the room, deep enough to shake the stone walls. The men who had cornered me stumbled back, their confidence breaking in an instant.I blinked through the haze in my vision. Where Alpha Gray had stood, a massive wolf now towered. His fur was dark, shadowed in the weak lantern light. His eyes glowed with sharp silver, locking on the men with a cold fury.The tallest man, who only moments ago had leaned close enough to threaten me, froze in place. His bravado slipped. “It’s… him.”The wolf snarled, lips pulling back to reveal sharp fangs. The sound was so fierce, so heavy, it felt like it could tear through bone before teeth even touched flesh.The men didn’t fight. They knew better. Panic broke across their faces. One tried to back away, pressing against the wall. Another tripped over his own boots in his rush toward the door. The third hesitated only a moment longer before bolting.The wolf lunged once, claws scr

Aurora’s POVThe walls of Alpha Gray’s packhouse pressed against me like a cage. The bed beneath me was soft, warmer than anything I had laid on in years, but I couldn’t rest. My body ached for sleep, yet my mind refused to quiet.I wasn’t safe here.I didn’t trust these people.Every shadow in the room reminded me of the psychiatric hospital. Every whisper in the halls sounded like plotting. Even though Alpha Gray had saved me from those men, even though he had left orders for me to rest, I couldn’t silence the voice inside that said danger was near.I slipped off the bed quietly, my bare feet touching the floor. My heart pounded, but my hands moved with certainty. I needed to get out. I needed to find somewhere they couldn’t reach me.The door creaked faintly as I pushed it open. I froze, listening. Nothing.Step by step, I moved down the hall, the dim light guiding me. My breath caught when I saw a servant pass by at the far end, but they didn’t look my way. I pressed myself agai

Keith’s POVAurora has been in a coma for three days. Since the day she had that outburst, I have never seen her like this.The room filled with silence as heavy as iron. Dr Edward stood by the window, arms folded, gaze fixed somewhere outside. I watched his profile in the dim lamplight, waiting, hoping for any sliver of good news.But whenDoctor Edward turned back, his face was grim.He didn’t waste time. “Alpha Keith, there’s more,” he said, voice low and certain. “Aurora didn’t receive any professional treatment at that psychiatric hospital. In fact, I’d argue she was never treated at all.”I felt my jaw clench. “What do you mean?” I asked, though I already feared the answer.He explained. “This is not just neglect. Her wounds show repeated aggravation. She was restrained for long periods.” He paused, searching for the right words. “There’s evidence of deliberate torture.”I couldn’t breathe for a moment. My chest tightened, a choking pressure building behind my ribs. “Torture?”

Aurora’s POVI woke up shivering in the dark, heart pounding, sweat cold on my skin. In my dream, I was in a cage with stone walls, and a witch had me tied up and twisted my arms until my bones snapped. I jerked upright in bed, gasping, and nearly tumbled from the sheets. It took me a moment to realize I was safe, or at least not in that hellhole anymore. The scent of clean linen and faint traces of Alpha Keith’s cologne made me aware of where I was. That I had been taken to his room, not mine.The ache in my leg was a constant throb. For a moment, I simply lay there, eyes fixed on the ceiling, waiting for the pain to fade. A soft knock startled me from my restless half-sleep. The door opened, and a servant entered quietly, careful not to turn on the main lights. She crossed the room in a few silent steps and set a tray on the table beside my bed. “Some food, Miss Aurora,” she whispered, barely meeting my eyes. She slipped out just as quietly, closing the door behind her.For a

Aurora’s POVThe silence in the dining room settled heavy and suffocating, interrupted only by the soft clink of my butter knife against my plate. I could feel eyes flicking to me, then away, no one quite willing to break the tension. I’d grown used to it. My appetite was gone, but I ate anyway, forcing myself to chew and swallow. Each bite tasted like cardboard. Still, I kept my movements slow and deliberate, making it clear I wasn’t going anywhere, no matter who wanted me to disappear.Across from me, Fallon sat poised and immaculate, She glanced at Alpha Keith, offering him a tiny smile meant to reassure. She was staking her territory, pretending to be gracious, but she wanted everyone to know she was here by invitation, not by accident.The scrape of Helen’s chair against the polished floor made me look up. She leaned over the table, her voice a sharp whisper meant for my ears only. “Maybe you should actually listen for once, Aurora. This isn’t your house anymore.”I didn’t