All Chapters of The Pack's Heroine Don't Need Your Regrets: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

“Adrien?” I was even more incredulous than I should have been as I looked at that painting of my fiancé. He couldn't have been more than three or four years old there. His white hair was combed back and his large golden eyes looked ahead cautiously, shyly. I knew he was looking at the painter, but it was almost as if he were looking at me. And, damn, he had the most adorable chubby, rosy cheeks I'd ever seen in my life! And those little hands peeking out from under the sleeves of the coat he was wearing, which was a bit too big for his age? How had the cutest baby in the world become that man out there? “Whenever you feel intimidated by him, remember this picturem.” Gwen said from behind me “It’s what I used to do when we were kids.” "Is it really him?" I blinked, still in disbelief. “I don’t know what went wrong along the way, but, yes, it’s him.” There was a hint of laughter in her voice that quickly faded “Well… He and…” Gwendolyn stopped talking, but I didn't need her to fi

A small gasp of surprise escaped me and, turning the pages without even realizing what I was doing, I was absolutely shocked when I confirmed that it was, in fact, Adrien's mother's diary."Spencer visited me unexpectedly today." She wrote, the date in the corner of the page showing the year 785, 30 years ago: “This probably makes me a terrible mate, but I pretended to be sick to convince him to leave me alone. It’s so strange. All my friends can barely contain themselves when their mates come, but I can only think about everything that’s been bothering me lately. Spencer is always saying he had an emergency meeting and that’s why he didn’t come to see me. I know he’s the Alpha and I might even believe it, if I hadn’t confirmed with several people that he spent entire days away from the castle. I tried to tell him once that I knew the truth, but he treated me like I was crazy! He said I was exaggerating, that I had no reason to distrust anything. He’s my mate, he would never be capable

I was still distracted, searching for more signs that their marriage had gone well, when I came across a new drawing. And I couldn't look away from it quickly enough.Goodness, I didn't even know it was possible for someone to draw from that angle.A woman was lying down, and it was as if she were looking at herself. I could see the curve of her breasts and all the way down to her waist, to where a man was nestled between her legs, using her stomach as a pillow. Her legs were resting on his shoulders, her thighs almost hugging his neck.She hadn't painted anything except his dark hair where her fingers were intertwined and his vivid, provocative golden eyes that stared straight ahead. Darius had a small smile on his face, and the tip of his tongue was peeking out, as if he were licking his lips.Oh, Goddess, please forgive me for having seen this.And on that same page, in a part where the drawing didn't reach, Beatrice had written something."Don't steal this one from me, you greedy

“She would have liked you very much, you know?” Adrien interrupted my thoughts, his eyes also on his parents's portrait “You two are stubborn, headstrong, and would have a lot to talk about regarding the Madlocks.”“I… I think so too…” I hesitated a lot, but finally admitted “I thought that no one in history had ever felt this way about their mate. There are only a handful of records of mating bond rejections, and all of them happened for extreme reasons. Not for… Lack of love.”“You were never happy with him?” Adrien straightened up, as if this was a subject that deeply troubled him “I thought…”“I know what everyone thought. I tried so hard to make everyone believe I wanted to be with Sean Madlock… Everyone, including myself.” My throat hurt, but I couldn’t stop talking anymore “It’s cruel, isn’t it? Maybe I really did do something worthy of being punished by the Goddess. Perhaps that is why she made me force myself to want a life with a man I didn't love. After my mother’s death, a

"Do you know about her?" I asked Gwendolyn, surprised.“I think everyone knows.” she cleared her throat, her gaze now fixed only on the river “When an Alpha loses a cub, the news spreads fast. Even if the cub in question wasn’t exactly well-liked.”“They were guilty, not her!” I interrupted, perhaps a little more defensively than I should have been “Sylvia was just a child! Spencer Madlock spent his whole life crying about losing his mate to another man, but that didn’t stop him from sleeping with women who weren’t the wife his court chose for him! His mistress begged to be acknowledged for having a child with him! They both should have been looked upon with contempt, not an innocent child…!”I stopped abruptly when I realized how harsh I was sounding. And even though Gwen genuinely didn't seem offended by my anger, I still muttered something.“I… I’m sorry. I didn't mean to yell…”"It seems... That you two were very close." That's all she said, and I probably underestimated how empat