All Chapters of Family's Regret After She Kneels: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Aurora’s POVMother Elara waited until the small group had settled in the low-lit sitting room. Her face showed no surprise, only a steady calm. She studied me for a long moment, then asked, “Aurora, have you ever cut your hair?”The question was simple. I blinked. For a second my mouth went dry. “Yes,” I said slowly. I kept my voice low. “The last time I cut it… someone threw dog poop on it. It was when I was still… young. That was before my hair turned silver.”Selene, made a small sound of surprise. She leaned forward on the bench and stared at me. “They did what?”Mother Elara did not comment. The other sisters around us sat silent. I could feel the air shift; something in them had changed from curiosity to something like careful respect.I kept going because once I started I could not stop. “There were other things,” I told them. “I burned someone with my hands. The first time was a few days before Blue fully awakened. I didn’t mean to. It happened in the hospital when I lost co

Aurora’s POVThe night air pressed cool against my skin. I stood naked on the wooden platform, the fabric of my robe lying forgotten at my feet. Dozens of eyes were on me, but all I saw was him.Alpha Gray’s gaze was fixed on mine, steady, unwavering, strong enough to hold me upright when my knees wanted to give.A month with the witch coven had changed me. I had carried weights, balanced on beams, studied spells until my throat was dry. My body was tougher, but it was more than that. My mind no longer bent under fear. My voice no longer shook when I spoke. I had learned to stand tall, and tonight, I would prove it.Blue’s voice stirred inside me, gentle yet firm. Are you ready?I closed my eyes, drawing a long breath into my lungs. Yes, I told her.I let go. My awareness slid back, receding into the depths of my mind as I gave her control.Pain came first. Sharp, spreading, unstoppable. My bones cracked and reformed, my joints twisting and snapping into place. My skin tore and stit

Gray’s POVAurora’s arms and legs draped lazily over me, her body warm against mine. The room was quiet except for our breathing, still uneven from what we had just shared. I shifted slightly, brushing my fingers along her arm, slow and gentle. She stirred and let out a soft hum, making me smile.I brought her hand to my lips, kissed the back of it, and whispered, “You’re enchanting, Aurora.”Her eyes opened, sleepy but bright, and a grin tugged at her lips. “Enchanted enough to keep you here forever?”I chuckled, pulling her closer until her forehead rested against my chin. “More than enough. My little goddess.”She laughed, swatting lightly at my chest. “Little?”“Yes,” I teased, kissing her again. “My little goddess.”She laughed harder, shaking against me, the sound bubbling up until she was breathless. I kissed her again, muffling her giggles, holding her so tightly I could feel the steady thump of her heart against mine.When she finally calmed, I tilted my head, curiosity bre

Gray’s POVIn the days after I returned from the coven, I buried myself in research. The library became my second home. I pored over history books, clan records, and even the old texts I once dismissed as irrelevant. The more I read, the more unsettled I felt.For years, I had blindly accepted what was handed down to me, prejudices against witches, suspicions of vampires, half-truths about every species that wasn’t our own. I never questioned them but I went on to enforce them.Now, after everything Aurora had shown me, after everything I had seen with my own eyes, it was clear how wrong I’d been. Every page I turned hammered it deeper, I had been nothing more than a racist fool.It was humbling and shame pressed heavy on my chest, but at the same time, there was a sense of purpose. I couldn’t change the years of ignorance behind me, but I could change the future. I could help my clan unlearn the lies we had been fed.Beta John shared the same conviction. I gave Beta John clear in

Aurora’s POVThe next morning, Alpha Gray and I stayed in the cabin surrounded by trees, far from the coven’s main grounds. The air was crisp and cool, and light filtered through the windows, turning the wooden floor gold. It felt like the world had stopped for us alone.We spent most of the day without clothes, not out of carelessness but out of comfort. The closeness between us grew in ways I didn’t know were possible. Every touch, every word, deepened what already existed between us.Our connection was stronger now, not just physically but through something that went far beyond what I could see or touch. When I looked into his eyes, I could feel Blue and Alfred beneath our skin, restless and satisfied at the same time. The bond between them mirrored ours perfectly.Sometimes, when his lips trailed along my neck or his hand rested against my waist, I could sense the silent tension in him, the instinct to mark me, to claim what was already his. I knew he was holding back. He had