All Chapters of His Regret Came Too Late: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

My body lay crumpled in the corner of that basement, burned beyond recognition.Three days earlier, my sister's son, Lucien, had gotten silver burns on his hand. Ayana held him, tears streaming, and came crying to me. "Evelyn, I know you don't like Lucien, but he's my son. Why would you burn him with silver water?"I never got the chance to explain.Graeme believed her without question. Decided I'd done it on purpose. He stared at me with that tight-jawed glare, his voice like frost. "Evelyn, that's disgusting. Apologize. Now."I shook my head. "Graeme, I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I apologize?"I'd been taking care of her son for three months. The day before, he'd thrown a tantrum, begging to go back to his mother, so I took him home. How was I supposed to know that one night later, Lucien would show up with silver burns?Graeme's voice cracked with rage. "I didn't think you could sink this low. You can't even tolerate your own sister's child. Ayana's birthday is in a few da

Chapter 2

After I died, for reasons I still don't understand, my soul drifted over to Graeme.I watched him just finish putting Lucien to sleep, his hand patting the boy's back gently. He lowered his voice and asked Darius. "Is Evelyn sorry yet? It's her birthday today, too. Order her a cake. She's been looking forward to her thirtieth for a long time."My heart clenched like someone had reached into my chest and twisted. So he did remember.Darius kept his head down, not daring to look up. "Alpha, Luna was still throwing a fit just now. Should we let her out now?"Graeme's expression shifted. His voice went cold. "Looks like I've been spoiling her too much. That's why she keeps pushing boundaries. Let her sit in there and think. A Luna this reckless—how's she supposed to run an entire pack?" He squeezed Lucien's hand, his face full of tenderness. "When she's ready to apologize to Ayana and Lucien, then she can come out."Darius hesitated. "So the cake—still strawberry?"Graeme paused for a seco

Chapter 3

All night long, Graeme's phone never rang once. The mate bond stayed silent too.The next morning, back at the office, he stared at our chat log like he was waiting for something. My name on the screen. No messages. Nothing.When the nanny's report came through about the estate fire, his jaw tightened. "Darius—is the estate on fire? Where's Evelyn? Take me back. I need to see if she's finally learned her lesson."Darius's face went pale. He nodded and pulled up photos of the basement. "Alpha, the basement door was forced open. Looks like the fire started inside. Luna probably got herself out already."Graeme let out a breath. Relief flickered across his face. Then his eyes turned cold. "So she shifted and ran. She's a brown wolf—fire wouldn't even touch her. I can't believe she'd burn down our estate just to dodge punishment. No remorse at all. Seal the place. Don't let her escape. I'll deal with her myself."Darius swallowed hard. "Yes, Alpha."Graeme was right. I was a brown wolf. Fi

Chapter 4

Graeme clutched his head, veins bulging across his forehead, eyes rimmed red. "Evelyn is dead? My mate is gone? How is that possible?"Darius stepped forward and pulled up a doctored surveillance video on his tablet. In it, a woman who looked eerily like me was stealing a forbidden spell book from the witch's archive. "Alpha, I couldn't find Luna. But I found the truth. She stole the witch's forbidden grimoire. Cast a mate-erasure spell on you—designed to make you suffer as if you'd lost your fated mate. She's a powerful brown wolf. She wouldn't go down that easily."Graeme's brow furrowed. He studied Darius with half-lidded suspicion. "You're right. Evelyn wouldn't die that easily. But she's always been kind-hearted. She'd never dabbled in forbidden—"Ayana cut him off. "Alpha, but if it wasn't for Evelyn, would Lucien even be in that operating room?"Graeme looked at Ayana's tear-swollen eyes. His gaze dropped. He chose to believe.Finally, he turned and barked at Darius. "Tell her t

Chapter 5

Ayana held Lucien close, her face twisted with displeasure. "But Lucien is my only son. Are you really going to let the person who hurt him walk away? You said he was your heart and soul."Lucien was her only son. Her treasure. But what about the baby in my belly? Wasn't that my heart and soul too? Just thinking about how he never even got to be born—how he died right along with me—my chest caved in.Normally, Graeme would've let his anger flare. Blamed me. Punished me. But this time, his face went dark. His voice sharpened. "Evelyn is my mate. She's the Luna of this whole pack. I already apologized for her. What more do you want? If it weren't for Evelyn, you two would still be packless rogues."Ayana whimpered softly. "Alpha, you promised to take care of us. If the Blackwood Pack won't have us... then we might as well not live. Can you stay? Just stay with us—please?""Enough!" Graeme's face was stone, but his voice softened. "I've already hired the best doctors for Lucien. He'll be

Chapter 6

Graeme shoved Darius aside—the man who'd tried to block the bloodstains—and peered into the basement. Empty. Nothing but a pile of ash.If he'd come half a day earlier, he might have found my body. But it had been too long. My remains had already burned to nothing.He reached out and touched the blood on the door. Brought his fingers to his nose. Inhaled. "This is Evelyn's blood. But she's a brown wolf. Fire shouldn't have touched her. Did she really die?"He muttered to himself, his eyes dimming for a moment—a flicker of shock—but his composure snapped back just as fast. "No. There's no way she's dead. This is just one of her schemes. She must have faked her death to get me to reconcile."I remembered the first time I'd pulled something like that. Not long after we got together, a white wolf from the pack confessed to him in public. Right in front of me. I stood there, my chest tight and sour. So I disappeared.Graeme went insane looking for me. He showed up at my doorstep, terrified

Chapter 7

Graeme's Beta, Lorenzo, got to the bottom of it fast. Lorenzo laid it all out. "It was Darius. He forced the spell on Luna under Ayana's orders. That's why you didn't feel a thing while she was burning alive in that fire. As for the video—Darius faked it. He panicked. Tried to cover his tracks. The witch confirmed it. Luna was three months pregnant. The baby burned with her. If she hadn't been spellbound, she would've shifted. The child would've lived..."I floated above them, watching Graeme's eyes turn crimson, and pressed my hand to my flat stomach. Yeah. There was a baby there once. I almost got to hold my own child.Graeme grabbed the whip from Lorenzo's hand and brought it down on Darius's back. Blood bloomed across his skin in an instant. Darius hung from the rack like a dead dog. Graeme struck him a dozen more times—still not enough. He drove his boot into Darius's leg and snapped it. Darius screamed, raw and animalistic."Evelyn was good to you. Why the hell would you do this

Chapter 8

Graeme stared at her in disbelief. "I loved Evelyn. I never loved you—I only pitied you! Why did you do this? Do you have any idea—you killed the only person I ever truly loved. I'll make you pay for her life!"Ayana let out a bitter laugh. "Graeme, you're the one who locked her in that basement. You killed the woman who loved you. So why are you pointing fingers at me?"Graeme's fists clenched so tight his knuckles went white. His eyes burned red. "You're insane."Ayana looked at him coldly. "Insane? So are you. You killed your own mate."His fist swung. It connected with Ayana's face. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. She wiped it away with the back of her hand. She thought Graeme just needed someone to blame. Someone to play the villain. She could be that person. "Evelyn died screaming. It sounded beautiful."She pulled out her phone and played the audio. My voice—raw, desperate, pleading. "Graeme, I'm sorry... I don't love you anymore, just let me out... please... Please

Chapter 9

Their crime was exposed for all to see. Ayana and Lucien became outcasts—spat on, cursed, hunted by every wolf who knew their names. Two wounded rogues with nowhere to go.Passing wolves hurled stones at Lucien's legs. He stumbled and fell, his silver-burned wound splitting open again, flesh and blood spilling through. Ayana threw herself over him to shield him—but the wolves tore into her. Claws ripped through her skin like paper.After they left, Lucien turned on her, fury blazing through his tears. "This is your fault! You just had to kill Aunt Evelyn! And you lied to me! You said my hand would heal! It's never going to heal! Never!"He walked away from her that day. Ayana never saw her son again. She died frozen under a bridge, her body covered in wounds, alone. Lucien—without treatment, infection spreading through his hand—died in the snow that same winter night.Graeme locked himself in the basement for ten straight days. Stared at the bloodstains on the door until his vision blu

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