All Chapters of His Regret: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

{Isla’s POV} There were wailing sounds in the air.There were three dead bodies littering the ground.And there was blood all over my body.I was on my knees before a mutilated and maimed body and I was panting hard. I glared at the fleshy pieces and slabs, wishing I could tear them up even more and break the surrounding bones even more. But I couldn’t.I was exhausted.There was no more Natgy, but I wasn’t satisfied. I was still raging. I wanted to kill her over and over again. I didn’t even get to hear her scream and cry much because one of the first things I did was to rip her heart straight out of her chest.So I wasn’t satisfied but what could I do?I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder and I turned around to see my mum standing behind me. She smiled weakly at me and I knew she was trying to encourage me to let all the hate go.Natgy should have suffered greatly before she died but I was too enraged to give her that benefit or punishment so I murdered her quickly and suffered her

{Isla’s POV} I was panting hard. I hadn’t done any straining activity but my breath felt weighty. I was panting due to the effort it took me to say those words.“Because I’m scared I’ll fall in love with you again.” I had told him.And now, we both were quiet. I was panting and frowning at Cayden, while Cayden was staring at me like he had lost the ability to talk.But it was the opposite for me. Now that I had said those words to him, I had opened up ground for me to say more… as I still had more to say. “When you’re around me, I don’t feel at rest.” I started to say. “And when you’re far away from me, I still don’t like it. I don’t want that, Cayden!” I told him, my volume still up.“I seem to lose control of my own eyes as I find myself looking at you at random moments of the day, and I don’t want that too! You’re messing with me, Cayden. Stop!” I voiced and gripped my chest“Your plan is to pull me in and make me fall for you so that you can bruise my heart again.” I said, my vo

{Isla’s POV} We were back at the Cabin and we were at the table eating dinner.My Mum was at the table, Andrea was there, Daniel was there, Dehi- the little girl who lost her father was there, and Cayden was there.I don’t know why talking about him felt really significant now.Not only that. Eye contact now seems whimsical. Anytime Cayden and I made eye contact, anytime his piercing blue eyes poured in my direction, I felt an oddly pleasing weight deep inside my belly.I don’t want to call it butterflies— I don’t think I have space for those in me.The room was quiet— too quiet, and I could only understand why.The expression on Andrea’s face was an expression I so desperately wanted to wipe off. But then I couldn’t because we were having a normal dinner. At least, that was what my mum thought.There was nothing normal about this dinner. I had all the evidence I needed to know that Daniel and Andrea were literally fighting to stop themselves from blurting something out. Me and Cay

{Isla’s POV} Last night was romantic in ways that weren’t aggressive and sexual.Liam and I slept in the same room and slept together, but we didn’t have sex. Instead, we slept, wrapped in each other’s embrace, buried in each other’s warmth. The Cabin Kata had built for us had three rooms inside and my Mum had taken one for herself while the rest of us randomly switched the remaining two rooms every night. But last night— Last night, we had created a pattern that I knew we would be maintaining for a long time since Daniel and Andrea had left the room for us to go and occupy the other one.They had left because Cayden had threatened them with us having sex. It was morning time now and I propped myself up to stare. Yeah. I wanted to just stare.Cayden was still sleeping and being awake before him granted me the leisure to stare at that beautiful face of his for as long as I wanted.“Good morning.” I suddenly heard a deep voice say and I had to stop myself from literally jumping awa

{Cayden’s POV} I’m done being absent.I’m done being away doing insignificant sh*t when I’m supposed to be there for Isla.When she had fought the Lycan on that grim night where he had scourged her in numerous ways. What was I doing?Resting. I had been away resting on a fucking hospital bed. And today that the fucker visited again and hurt the Naí Lord Luna, I had been away doing what?Hunting animals— doing insignificant shit!What if he had hurt Isla too or done worse?I sure wouldn’t be able to forgive myself.I’m a thin strand away from hating myself completely and the only thing that can stop that from happening is me hunting down that Lycan Scrote and killing him once and for all.He’s been breathing for too long.I paced through the Cave tunnels, watching some of the Trencher warriors that had left earlier return. Apparently, they had chased after the Lycan King and his army and had chased in vain. The Lycan King had gotten far away and that was their signal for defeat. So t