All Chapters of Alpha Leon's Regret : Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

_Leon’s POV_The next few days passed slowly.Even though I was recovering physically, my memories remained frustratingly incomplete. Some mornings I woke up feeling hopeful, convinced that I was only one step away from remembering everything. Other mornings I felt trapped inside a stranger's life, surrounded by people who knew me while I barely knew myself.Small memories continued returning little by little. I remembered places, faces and voices. Sometimes I would suddenly remember a moment from my childhood. Other times I would remember a conversation that had happened years ago. But large pieces of my life were still missing.The dark-haired girl from the photograph remained stuck inside my mind. No matter how hard I tried to focus on other things, I could not stop thinking about her.Every day, Talia visited me and every time she brought flowers. She sat beside my bed and patiently showed me old photographs while explaining memories that I could no longer remember on my own.She

_Leon's POV_Talia walked toward me with the glass of water in her hand, a gentle smile resting on her face."Here," she said softly. "Take these first. You will feel better once the medicine starts working."I stared at the glass for a moment. The clear liquid looked completely harmless. Anyone else would have seen nothing unusual. They would have trusted the woman standing in front of them. They would have believed that their fiancée was simply trying to take care of them after a serious accident.But I had seen what happened. The image of the small packet in her hand refused to leave my mind. I could still picture the white powder dissolving into the water and the careful way she had looked around first, making sure no one noticed what she was doing.But what troubled me even more was the fear that had crossed her face when I mentioned the name Anya. That reaction had been too strong, too sudden, and it told me that there was something she was hiding from me. My thoughts became a

_Anya's POV_I was still standing near the window, my fingers resting against the folded photograph hidden inside my pocket, when I heard footsteps approaching from the hallway. My entire body immediately stiffened. The sound was familiar. A voice followed moments later."Anya?"My heart jumped. It was Jacob.I quickly pulled my hand away from my pocket as if the photograph had burned me. I did not know why I was suddenly so afraid of him seeing it, but something inside me told me that I could not let him find it....not yet.I looked toward the door. The photograph was still hidden inside my clothes. If Jacob saw it, he would immediately ask questions.Where did you get this?Why were you in the west wing again?Why did you go against my warning?And I had no answer that would not reveal the truth. I could not tell him that I had returned to the ruined hallway. I could not tell him that I was looking for clues concerning the mystery surrounding Mom Jess. Especially not after he had al

_Anya's POV_The world seemed to stop. For several seconds, I could only stare at her. I was unable to process what I had just heard.My mother.The word felt strange and unfamiliar. It was almost impossible.I had spent so many years accepting that I would never know where I came from. I had forced myself to believe that the questions inside my heart did not matter anymore. That my past was something I had to leave behind.But now, the woman standing in front of me was telling me that the one person I had spent my entire life wondering about was right here. A mother I had never known....someone I thought I would never find.My eyes moved toward the baby in her arms. The child looked so peaceful and completely unaware of the pain and secrets surrounding her existence.My heart tightened.Was that really me?Was that the beginning of my story?Emily looked at me with tears in her eyes, as if she could feel every question running through my mind."There were reasons you could not know t