All Chapters of Her Rejection, His Regret : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Aaron’s POV I watched as Isla's words settled in the air, the weight of her proposal heavy on my shoulders. She was right. We couldn't simply imprison Mrs Jenkins and consider the matter resolved. This woman had caused so much pain and suffering, not just to our pack but to countless others. It was time for her to face the consequences of her actions. Taking a deep breath, I nodded at Isla, my determination matching hers. "You're right," I said firmly, my voice filled with conviction. "We can't let her escape without being held accountable. A trial is necessary." “Yes! The hybrids need to feel safe once and for all. I will not allow another day to go by with my mind living in fear.” Esmeralda made her feelings clear as she glared at the silent Mrs Jenkins. Sasha, always the pragmatist, stepped forward and voiced her support. "I agree, Alpha Aaron. A trial will not only ensure justice is served but also send a clear message to anyone else who may have been contemplating follo

Isla’s POV “Olga, please take care of Carrie,” I said as she took Carrie from me. There was no way I was going to miss seeing that old hag get what she finally deserved. Olga soothed Carrie as she begun to cry and I felt a stab of guilt hit me as I watched Olga walk away with Carrie. But this was not a place for Carrie to be right now and I wanted to have my say at this trial. “Isla, what are you doing?” Aaron called me through the mind link, but I refused to be turned away. I knew that he would sense me straight away. “Do not stand in my way,” I told my alpha mate, and he sighed, realising that arguing was pointless. “Isla, my dear child.” my mother rushed to me with open arms, and I hugged her back. Today was going to be interesting, that was for sure. As we quickly took our seats, Mrs. Jenkins was escorted into the room. She looked different now, her haughty demeanour replaced with a weariness that spoke to the weight of her crimes. But I knew bett

Who took Carrie? Isla’s POV I remained in the nursery, my mind racing with fear, anger, and hope. Sasha held me close, her presence a soothing balm for my troubled soul. "We'll find her, Isla. We won't rest until she's back safe with us," she whispered, her voice filled with determination. The room felt suffocating, the air thick with worry and despair. We had been waiting in the nursery for what felt like an eternity, anxiously anticipating any news about the disappearance of our precious daughter, Carrie. The clock on the wall seemed to taunt me constantly, echoing my heart's racing. My mind was clouded with fear and uncertainty, and each passing second gnawed away at my resolve. Where was Carrie? What had happened to her? The questions swirled through my head, tormenting me without mercy. Sasha sat beside me on the nursery rocking chair, offering me solace in this moment of darkness. Her warm and understanding eyes held a mixture of concern and trying to remain positiv

Isla’s POV I stared into Aaron's eyes, a mix of uncertainty and determination clouding his expression. My mind raced with thoughts, my instincts urging me to delve deeper into this mystery. "Aaron, something doesn't feel right. There's a nagging feeling within me, urging us to look further into this situation," I voiced my concerns aloud. I stroked Carrie’s hand as her eyes remained closed and wished that she would wake up already. I wanted to hug her close to my chest. I had missed her. Aaron glanced at me, unsure how to respond, before finally giving a solemn nod. "Isla... I trust your instincts. If you feel we need to pursue this, then we will. But we must proceed with caution." Before I could respond, our conversation was abruptly interrupted by the sudden appearance of my mother, accompanied by an unfamiliar figure. A sense of unease settled within me as I noticed the gravity etched on their faces. “Isla, may we have a word?" my mother's voice held a severe tone, ca

Isla’s POV "We received word that Carrie is awake," I reminded Aaron as we returned to the main packhouse, Celeste walking beside us. Just as we approached, Beta Nigel appeared, his surprise evident upon seeing Celeste. "Luna Isla," Nigel greeted me, his curiosity piqued. "Jameson is with Carrie, along with your mother. But who is this?" he asked, gesturing towards Celeste. She calmly extended her hand towards Nigel, who hesitantly shook it."Hello," Celeste introduced herself with a friendly smile. "Sasha was the one who first greeted me at the gates of your magnificent home. “Speaking of Sasha, where is she?" I inquired, concerned that she seemed to have vanished after alerting us about the visitor. Nigel could only shrug, just as unaware of Sasha's whereabouts."I have no idea. But let's go see Carrie," Nigel suggested, his eagerness matching ours. I agreed, my thoughts consumed by thoughts of Carrie's well-being. I glanced at Aaron, and we exchanged a nod before setting off