Lahat ng Kabanata ng Family's Regret After She Kneels: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Aurora’s POVThe sky outside the villa was dark and heavy, weighing down on the house like an omen. There was a lot of tension inside after the fight.I could hear the servants murmuring downstairs, their voices drifting up the stairwell, but tonight no one dared to linger near the second-floor study.We all gathered there. Me, Alpha Frank, Luna Melissa, Alpha Keith, Helen, and Beta James. A single lamp on the desk cast shadows across the shelves.The carpet was thick under my feet, muffling the sound of my limp as I stepped inside.Helen was already in a chair by the window, dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief. Tears streaked her cheeks, but her posture was rigid. Alpha Frank sat with his arms crossed, mouth set in a straight, hard line. Luna Melissa’s eyes darted from one face to another, never settling. Alpha Keith stood beside the desk, his hands stuffed into his pockets, shoulders tense as if carrying a weight. Beta James leaned against the bookcase, uncertain whether he wa

Aurora’s POVMy hand slipped free from his, and I could almost feel the weight of his frozen in the air where mine had just been.For a few seconds, I simply stood there, my back to Keith—my brother.Without warning, I felt a light tap against my leg—Keith had taken a quick step forward and kicked me.“Stop acting like a child!” he snapped. His voice rang sharper than he probably intended, fueled by emotions he couldn’t control.I knew it was only meant as a warning, a small punishment to stop me from walking away.But the moment his foot connected, everything collapsed.I screamed.The sharp, gut-wrenching cry tore through the cold night like a knife to my own chest. I stumbled back and fell hard, clutching my leg, my body folding into itself as sobs shook my thin frame.Each sob, each pulse of pain, cut deeper than any accusation Keith had ever thrown at me.I heard Keith’s breath catch. For a split second, I could almost sense the panic surging through him—cold, overwhelming, like

Aurora’s POVThe world outside the villa felt different after so many days trapped within those suffocating walls. When Omega Boyd met me at the front gate, there was an awkwardness between us, but it faded as he gave me a shy, hopeful smile.“Ready for a change of scenery?” he asked gently.I nodded, unable to hide the small flutter of excitement in my chest. “Let’s go.”We caught a bus into town. The vehicle rattled and shook over each bump in the road, the faint chatter of strangers filling the air. I pressed my forehead against the window, watching ordinary people living their lives. I’d once longed for that kind of simplicity, but my life had never allowed for it.Omega Boyd glanced over and noticed the faraway look in my eyes. “Are you hungry? We can stop for something to eat first, if you want.”I managed a small smile. “Let’s get clothes first. I want to look a little less… haunted.”He laughed, soft and honest. “You could wear a burlap sack and still look better than half t

Aurora’s POVDinner felt more like an examination than a meal. I sat quietly, feeling the tension run through the room. I could sense the glances, the weight of every word about to be said.Helen was the first to strike, putting on a sweet voice as she addressed the table. “Since Aurora is being taken in, for the health and life of the whole family, we all have to make some adjustments.”She didn’t look at me. The word “taken in” hit hard. Helen had always been the one who was adopted, but now she acted like I was the outsider. I saw Alpha Keith look away, unable or unwilling to defend me.For a moment, nobody said anything. Alpha Keith looked like he wanted to say something in my defense, but his mouth opened and closed, and no words came out. He stared at his plate, jaw tight, shoulders drawn up. My parents, Luna Melissa and Alpha Frank, looked at Helen with a kind of tired, habitual approval.The silence stretched until Luna Melissa gently placed a covered dish in front of me. “H

Aurora’s POVLuna Melissa was waiting for me by the entryway, her arms folded and lips pressed together as she watched me come inside. My new haircut was still fresh, the crisp clothes hugged my frame, and the designer backpack felt heavier on my shoulder than anything she’d ever given me. I carried two shopping bags, and I could feel her gaze flick from one detail to the next, suspicion written across her face.She hung back, acting as if she was worried, but really she just didn’t want to get too close. Her concern was fake. She tried for a gentle tone, but it came out stiff. “You went shopping?”I met her eyes, not bothering to smile. “Thanks for noticing.” I didn’t offer anything more, just dropped my bags on the floor. She looked awkward for a moment, her fingers nervously tapping her elbow.She frowned. “Where did you get the money for all that?”“I sold my own jewelry.” I replied.Her shock was instant. “You sold your jewelry?” Her eyes widened, her whole face going pale for