All Chapters of The Alpha's Regret: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Author's POVA crystal vase shattered against the floorboards, sending jagged shards spraying across the luxurious rug.Vivian shrieked, clutching her head with both hands as she paced the length of the master suite like a rabid animal trapped in a pen. Her designer heels clicked erratically against the wood, her face twisted into a mask of ugly fury.Cowering by the double doors was the Silverlake border guard Ethan had spared in Oakhaven. His uniform was torn, soaked in damp alley grime, and his jaw was swollen so badly he could barely move his lips without whimpering in agony."Repeat it!" Vivian screamed, spinning around to point a trembling, manicured finger at his face. "Say it again, you useless coward!"The guard flinched, shrinking against the door frame. "Alpha Ethan... he broke Harris's jaw with one hit, Miss Vivian. He knocked him cold. And then he grabbed me by the jacket and told me... he said if you ever put eyes on Ruby again, or if you ever send anyone near her... he

Ruby's POVThe paper bag slipped from my numb fingers.The soft thud of ripe peaches hitting the wet cobblestones sounded like thunder in my ears. They rolled into the grime, bruising and splitting open, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from the shadows closing in on me. The tiny pair of yellow baby booties spilled out onto the pavement, getting stained by the dirty street water.My heart was hammering violently against my ribs, so hard and fast it felt like it would crack my chest wide open.Five rogue wolves.They fanned out smoothly, taking slow, deliberate steps until they formed a tight, suffocating ring around me. Their scents hit my nose all at once—stale sweat, rancid metallic blood, damp earth, and that wild, rotting musk that only came from wolves who had abandoned their humanity and pack laws for far too long. It choked my lungs, making the bile rise straight to the back of my throat.The man who had spoken first stepped forward, a nasty smirk spreading across his heavily s

Ruby's POVThe moment his fingers drifted toward my coat, an electric shock of sheer revulsion ripped through my body.I flinched violently, knocking his outstretched, bloodied hand away with a sharp slap that echoed like a gunshot between the brick walls."Don't touch me!" I snarled, my voice shaking with disgust.Ethan recoiled as if the palm of my hand carried silver. His wide, golden-brown eyes locked onto mine, completely shattered, practically begging for a single drop of mercy."Ruby, you're bleeding," he pleaded, his voice breaking into a ragged, pathetic whisper. "Your wrist... the shock... you're shivering. Just let me hold you steady. Let me call a pack medic—""I said do not touch me!" I shouted, taking a heavy, stumbling step back, pressing my spine flush against the cold mortar. My arms curled tighter around my stomach, wrapping my unborn baby in a fortress of my own trembling limbs. "Don't you dare put those hands on me. Not with that filthy blood all over them, and def

Ethan's POVThe red taillights disappeared around the street corner, and I swear to god, my lungs stopped working.The rain was coming down hard now, cold and gross, soaking straight through my shirt and sticking to my skin. I didn't move. I couldn't. I just stood there on the wet asphalt like some pathetic, lifeless statue.God, her voice. It was still echoing in my head, bouncing against my skull until I felt like throwing up."Neither I nor my surviving baby will ever belong to you."When I broke our mate bond in that office, I thought that was the worst pain a wolf could ever feel. I thought feeling your soul rip in half was rock bottom. But I was so damn wrong. That was nothing. That was just a quick burn compared to this slow, suffocating poison. The look in Ruby's eyes tonight wasn't even anger anymore. It was icy disgust. She looked at me like I was a piece of trash she scraped off the bottom of her shoe.And the worst part? She was right.I let another man pick her up. I stoo

Author's POVThe silence inside the Silverlake pack estate was polite, delicate, and suffocating.Sunlight poured through the bay windows of the formal sitting room, glinting off teacups and spoons. Vivian sat perched on the edge of an armchair, wearing a pastel dress that practically screamed purity. She smiled sweetly, balancing a wine glass in one manicured hand while listening to the gossip humming around her.Sitting across from her were Lady Cheryl and Lady Abigail, two high-ranking wives of senior elder councilmen. Vivian had spent the past two hours playing the role of the devoted, graceful future Luna, pouring drinks, serving pastries, and whispering just enough subtle lies about Ethan's emotional state to get the council firmly wrapped around her little finger."Ethan is just under so much stress lately, you know how the Alpha burden is," Vivian sighed softly, pressing a hand to her chest with a sorrowful pout. "He went to Oakhaven simply to clear his head. But don't worry,