All Chapters of Her Rebirth , His Regret: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Alaric’s POV The sun is bright up in the sky, the air feels soft and warm with fragrance probably from the garden being revamped outside. I pull a clean T-shirt over my head, grab my car key from the table where I left it, and bounce out of my room.I mind-link with Evander, feeling generous to speak to him.“Alpha, is there a problem?”“Isn’t today refreshing?”“Um…I won’t say that for myself since you dumped a workload the size of a mountain on me! Why does it feel like you are trying to make fun of me?”“Fun of you? Oh no, I just feel happy about today’s outcome.” I feel his brain waves as he thinks of what the occasion is.“Now, I remember. Oh, your wife is moving in today, isn’t she?” My cheeks flush red, and I swear, I was tempted to twirl like a girl. But the maids in the corridor will think I have lost a nut or two. So I remain composed with my usual stern expression even though my insides are dancing like jelly.“I will leave you to your workload. Do come back to welcome you

Elaria’s POVMy life flashes before my eyes as I go over the rail. Mid-air, Cassandra joins Evangeline and they both smile as I fall to my death.I close my eyes, wrapping my arms around my belly protectively.No, not again.Time seems to stop, but I am still falling. Those witches, they definitely set me up to get rid of me. But not in this life, not when I haven’t gotten my revenge.I open my mouth and scream so loud my voice vibrates the walls. In seconds, a hand wedges under my shoulders and knees, preventing me from slamming on the marble floor.“You are safe.” Alpha Alaric holds me tight, pressing my head to his chest. He is shaken as if he was the one who fell from the fourth floor.While I stare at the wolf-painted ceiling, unmoving, not from fear but from being a fool for the second time. And that’s when I realize death would always knock on my door.Ivy and Dad rush to my side, panicking and curious about what happened.Yet I remain silent until Evangeline and Cassandra spri

Alaric’s POVHold. Block. Delete.I erase every trace of that bastard from Elaria’s phone, watching her sleep soundly, unaware of the shadow hidden behind the dark.For years, I have finally got the chance to call her mine. She doesn’t know it yet, but I have no intention of letting go even after our contract ends. Tomorrow, we will walk down that aisle as one.Her as my precious wife. Mine.I sit in the dark, scrolling through her gallery, deleting every photo of her and Elias. She looked so happy, yet tired at the same time. I wonder what must have gone wrong. But then I know too well why she won’t want to go back to that tragedy.She rolls to her side, mumbling incoherent words while rubbing her belly protectively. That little gesture strings my heart. Even in her sleep, she worries about our child. If only I could stay longer and watch her sleep.However, that will only creep her out if she wakes up to find me in her room.After an hour of successfully deleting Elias from her phon

Alaric’s POV“I thought we had a deal about us being out of each other’s business.” Elaria folds her arms, stomping her foot with a frown on her forehead. We were alone inside the ward, and Evander, who caused me the trouble, snuck out before I could pin the blame on him.I looked everywhere but at her, trying to find the right answer to soothe her anger.“You are now mute.” She sighs, rubbing the bridge of her nose in a dismissive manner that has this “I’m so done with you” kind of vibe.I swear, if she had the chance to murder me with her glare, I would have been six feet underground.“Can we go through the doctor’s list? She said that I need to be more careful during my first trimester. And you are going to assist me with some roles she wrote down,” she says, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “What did she write on the list? Can you read it out for me?”I unfold the paper and skim through the first three instructions written on the list. My lips turn up as I read the rest, knowi

Elaria“Spellbound?” he repeats with a frown that mirrors his confusion, and that irritates me even more.“The necklace you gave me on our first anniversary. You bound my womb from conceiving. You made me think I was barren.” I shake my head in grief.There were times I couldn’t bring myself to do anything because I wasn’t able to give him an heir. I thought I was being punished for being fruitless.But he and that bitch of a mistress planned for my downfall.“What? You are trying to shift the blame over some lame necklace? How do you want me to believe that when you are with another man’s child!” he yells, veins popping out on his neck.I roll my eyes, unbothered by his unnecessary outburst. Instead of bantering with him over the same matter, I grab my phone from the bed and play the recording I made while Isolde was confessing.He listens, eyes widening at the sound of her voice. His expression flashes from anger to shock, then embarrassment all at once.“I…I didn’t know about this,