After I Died, I Became The Alpha's Greatest Regret
And just like that, the argument ended, because everyone knew what that meant.
My heart broke in a way I didn’t think was possible anymore, because even after everything, even after Aurora, even after he ordered my baby cut out of me, some stupid, fragile part of me had still believed there was a line he wouldn’t cross.
I was wrong.
“So that’s it,” I whispered hoarsely, my voice shaking as the anesthesia pulled me further under. “You really want me dead…”
No one answered.
The doctors moved faster now, their voices overlapping, hands pressing, machines beeping, but all I could hear was Darius’s voice echoing in my head, as he sentenced me without even knowing it was me he was killing.
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