All Chapters of Her Rejection, His Regret : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Aaron’s POV I wake up the following day having hardly slept a wink; I feel miserable and angry. I feel like a ship lost at sea without Isla by my side. I miss her company and the sense of purpose that we shared. It's hard to find the motivation to continue my work without her there to support me. Every second, I find myself searching for a way to bring her back, hoping that I'll be able to reunite with her soon. It's like a piece of me is missing, and I can't quite figure out how to fill it. But I won't give up. I'm determined to find a way to bring Isla back, no matter what it takes. I'll scour every inch of this world if I have to, searching for the clues that will lead me to her. I know that I need to stay focused and keep pushing forward, but it's hard to do that when I feel so alone. I can feel my heart racing as I think about the dangers that lie ahead. But I won't let fear stop me. I'll do whatever it takes to find Isla and return her to safety. I hope she's out the

Chapter Six Pembroke As my Beta and I approached the Pembroke pack, my heart was heavy with dread. The once-bustling pack was now deserted and eerie, with no sign of life since the attack. I got out of my car and slowly closed the door. My warriors had not found anyone here, and no sign of Isla. She had not been here yet because I knew that I would have sensed her being here. The silence was deafening, and I couldn't help but feel like I was walking through a graveyard. Technically, it was, but all the dead bodies had been taken away. We did not want Isla to see them in the state they were. That would have destroyed her. I took a deep breath and began to assess the damage to the pack. The buildings were in ruins, with broken windows and doors hanging off their hinges. The smell of smoke and burnt wood hung heavy in the air, and I could see scorch marks on the walls and the ground. It was clear that the pack had put up a fight, but it hadn't been enough. Walking through th

Aaron's POV. Nigel’s mate. I'm glad that my mate is back. Holding her in my arms again feels fantastic. It's like we're finally complete again. But then, there was a commotion. My beta was acting crazy over Isla's new friend, and she seemed afraid. “Are you sure that she is your mate?” I questioned my beta. He nodded. “It's Mrs Jenkins's fault.” isla blurted out, and I was confused even more. When Isla explained what had happened to her, it made sense to me. Mrs Jenkins sounded like a psycho, and we couldn't let her harm either of the girls again. Nigel was convinced that she was his mate, but as she wasn't feeling it, I knew that I had to get her and Isla to safety. I was glad that Isla had someone to help her through this. Suddenly, one of my warriors interrupted us, saying a knocking sound came from one of the buildings. I felt Isla stiffen up and run towards where the warrior had pointed to. She ignored my call. I had to ensure everyone was safe, but Isla wa

Isla’s POV “Isla, listen to me. Mrs Jenkins is in prison. She won’t be getting out. However, I have to tell you.” He paused and rubbed his forehead to find the right words. I searched his eyes for answers. My heart was pounding in my chest. “Aaron, what is it?” I stammered. He placed both hands on my shoulders so we were face to face and eye to eye. “Mrs Jenkins was the one behind the attack on Pembroke.” The revelation of Mrs Jenkins as the orchestrator behind the devastation that had occurred in our pack sent shockwaves through the air. She was just an older woman, but the magnitude of her twisted actions stunned us all. “No.” I gasped, clasping a hand over my mouth as he held me. My old pack flashed before me, and I felt anger overwhelm me. That old witch! With determination burning in my eyes, I turned to Aaron. "We can't let her get away with this," I declared, my voice brimming with conviction. "She must face the consequences of her actions." Aaron's gaze met

Aaron’s POV. Emma's voice trembled with disbelief and familiarity as she uttered my name. Her wide-eyed expression hinted at a more profound connection, one that lurked beneath the surface of her current predicament. Instinctively, I tightened my grip, shielding her from potential harm. "Emma? How do you know who I am?" I questioned, my voice filled with both curiosity and concern. I gently set her down on her feet, allowing her a moment to steady herself, her fragile frame swaying slightly. The young girl's lips quivered as she struggled to find the words. "I... I heard stories about you, about the Alpha who would protect us." Her voice was barely above a whisper as if the weight of her trauma prevented her from speaking louder. "They said you were our last hope." My heart sank as I comprehended the depth of her suffering. Mrs Jenkins' cruel actions had extended far beyond the boundaries of our pack. She had been tormenting innocent beings, exploiting their vulnerability