All Chapters of The Alpha's Regret: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ethan's POVI had stayed 2 weeks in Oakhaven and still I hadn't crossed paths with Ruby. It felt like she wasn't here and didn't have a house here and I didn't leave it up to fate either. I was doing my own personal search whether it was at the ice cream stalls or at the hospitals or anywhere. Marcus kept telling me that I had to be patient and that these things took time and that rushing would only push her far away. I nodded to what he had to say and agreed to his absurd theory but everyday that's passed without a single trace of her felt like it's tiny bit of my soul was leaving my body.So this morning, I decided to drive through town without a real plan in mind beyond simply being somewhere she might have been. I decided to check the coffee shops, the market and anywhere ordinary that she might have just wandered into or through at some point. Instead, I found myself parked outside a modest Blue House which was among the one Mrs. Carter had shown me a few weeks ago as a compariso

Author's POVThe large council chamber buzzed with relentless energy as the Old Alpha, Ethan's grandfather walked in, his cane tapping faintly against the cold stone floor. Vivian adjusted on her seat at the back, silent and watchful although her presence alone startled the elders who were gathered around the table “We need an answer very soon.”Elder Gabby said, cutting straight to the point without even letting the old alpha take a seat. “This Park cannot continue to function without proper leadership and we are not going to stay or remain this way indefinitely.”“Well I've already told you, haven't I?”old alpha said, taking a seat opposite from Elder Gabi. “I am handling matters personally in this pack until Ethan resolves the situation. You don't have to worry about the park because I have been in charge before I handed it over to my grandson so taking on this duty for a few weeks shouldn't be anything.”“I understand your point, but this is not sustainable for a pack this big.” A

James's POVRuby was already reduced for her bag which she had left with me before she had even ended the call. “We need to go.” She said hastily. “Now!”.“What is going on? What happened and why are you agitated?”“Emily is stuck somewhere and she needs saving. Apparently, she went to visit some guy who I don't know of and now things have gone sideways and she needs someone to come and get her out.”“Is that what she said?”“Yes and she sounded very troubled. We need to go to her immediately.”“Let me drive you.”“You don't have to worry, James. I can handle this myself and besides you took it upon yourself to bring me out here today to shop and I'm very grateful for that but this is my friend and she called me. I have to do this myself.“No. You are pregnant and you are panicking. There's no way I'm going to let you drive yourself or even take a cab because you are better and safer in my hands.”She hesitated only a second before grabbing her jacket, already moving toward the door.

Ethan's POVI slammed my empty glass onto the sticky wooden counter, the loud crack cutting through the low hum of the dive bar. The bartender shot me an irritated look, but the moment he caught the dark glare in my eyes, he swallowed whatever complaint he had and quickly poured another double shot of whiskey.I didn't care that I was miles away from my pack territory, sitting in some dingy, dimly lit bar on the edge of Oakhaven. I didn't care that the air was thick with cheap booze, or that anyone with half a brain could tell I didn't belong here. All I wanted was to drown the noise in my head.I knocked back the liquor, letting the harsh burn tear down my throat. It barely took the edge off. My wolf was slumped in the darkest corner of my chest, whimpering, bruised and defeated. And my pride—that glorious, untouchable Alpha ego I had spent my entire life obsessing over—was rotting right alongside him.It was pathetic, really. For years, I strutted around thinking I was untouchable.

Ruby's POVSunlight filtered softly through the curtains of the guest suite, casting pale golden squares across the duvet. I stretched slowly, listening to the quiet rustle of the sheets. For the first time in what felt like forever, my body didn't ache with bone-deep exhaustion. My ribs weren't tight with panic, and that suffocating knot of dread that had lived in my chest since the car accident was finally loosening its grip.I rested one hand over my stomach. Beneath the fabric of my cotton nightshirt, the gentle swell was noticeable now. It was real. A tiny life, safe and warm, stubbornly holding on despite everything thrown at us.A gentle, tentative knock sounded at the bedroom door.I sat up, pulling the blanket around my waist. "Come in."The door swung open, and Evelyn stepped inside. The icy scowl she wore during breakfast yesterday was gone. In its place was a hesitant, almost nervous expression. In her hands, she carried a small porcelain tray with a steaming mug and a pla