All Chapters of His Regret: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

{Isla’s POV}Hot tears streamed out of my eyes as they abandoned the sad container that was me.The Lycan king’s friend was Natgy— the same ugly old straw-skinned lady.And here I was thinking she was beginning to become beautiful. My mother gripped me and her grasp on me felt weak. She was broken too, just like me and everybody else that knew Natgy.Natgy was the traitor. She gave a prophecy about me having backstabbers in my company and I had cautiously gone in search of them not knowing she was referring to herself.I should really applaud her ‘cause I definitely didn’t see this coming.I hated myself for being so gullible, and hated her more… but who did I hate the most?Cayden. I should have known that nothing good will ever sprout from his cruel self. He’s the devil’s embodiment and that all he’ll forever be, and to think that I was already beginning to trust him made me feel so stupid.So stupid!I took my watery eyes away from Natgy and the Lycan and rested a glare on Cayde

{Isla’s POV}I heard a voice I had forgotten existed and it shocked me, but I turned around to become even more puzzled.Someone had clawed me on my back, a gaping cut which stung deep within me. I spun myself around, angry and confused— these Lycans were getting cheap shots at me. But then I saw his face and all my raging emotions dissolved away, except for shock.I was staring at the face of one of the Rogues who had captured me in the forest on that very day when I had been chased out of Cayden's Alpha Mansion.— The same Rogue who had taken me to the Palace back to my mum and Dad. “Kunuki?” I mouthed in raw disbelief, staring at his crookedly grinning face. It was really him.— really him that clawed me?“My Queen.” He bowed, still grinning. He was looking much taller and built than the last time I saw him— which was like an eternity ago.A Lycan lunged at me and I caught him by the neck and flung him in the air away, still looking at Kunuki. I was really confused.I stuttered, “

{Isla’s POV}Describe a wild beast raging on a stormy night. Describe a creature that tears through flesh and bones like it’s their sole calling. Describe a Critter who goes through the shadow of the night ripping out organs, scarring and punishing warriors with death. Describe all that and you’ve just described me.I, Isla Canmore, turned into a raging beast, an accessory for the devil, on the day I was betrayed by three supposedly loyal subjects. I sailed through the sea Lycans with my claws as my paddle and the blood of my victims as the water for my deadly sojourn.I slaughtered anything I could identify as the enemy as I sank deeper into my rage. I was burning on the inside and I expressed it on the outside. And my sadness fueled this killer motive of mine.What’s the use of being happy and kind when the world is such a wretched and cruel place?You smile at everyone but everyone frowns at you when your back is turned. You help a brother pick up his weapon— a weapon he has design

{Isla’s POV}Cayden had taken a death blow for me— which I thought was stupid, by the way, but I also couldn’t believe it. I mean, it’s Cayden and me. We’re perfectly synonymous with mortal enemies. It was unbelievable that he would do such a thing for me.Yet, now I was forced to believe that he had risked his life to save mine as the evidence lay in bloody decoration in front of me.I was still coping with that shock when he said my name. I turned to look at him, relieved that I could hear him speak, even though it came out as a faint rumble. But then he said something that I couldn’t cope with.“I know I’ve wronged you in so many ways, but I just want to let you know that if I survive this, I won’t hesitate in the future to give my life for you again…”He said those words and just as he concluded them, he was injected with the Narcotics which rendered him languid so that he drifted to sleep immediately.This was an improvement in the doleful situation. The nurses could attempt to

{Isla’s POV}Because of mine and Ralph’s little confrontation— well, it wasn’t a little confrontation but I’ll call it little because I didn’t end up snapping his throat to pulp.Anyway, because of my and Ralph’s little confrontation, Ralph had apologized and dismissed himself. And by dismissing himself, I mean he had left with his own group to go and hunt for the Lycan King.He left earlier than the other groups and now he was back because unfortunately or fortunately, he had crossed paths with the Lycans.He had lost most of his men to the Lycan’s ambush and that had given the Lycan King a little more edge over us. And as much as that was bad news, it didn’t really muddle me. What mattered most to me was that Ralph knew where the Lycans were hiding.Ralph knew where the Lycan King was and I was ready to confront him. Irrespective of how sneaky he and his men had become, we would storm the place.We were about to dart out for the Hunt when I heard a loud cry— a cry that shot me with m