All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

They walked side by side back to the pack’s grounds. The tension that had once defined their interactions seemed to have faded, replaced by a sense of ease and understanding. Their conversation flowed naturally as if they were old friends rediscovering a connection they had almost lost.“I used to think the creek was just a place to escape,” Stephanie said, her voice soft. “But now, I see it’s more than that. It’s a place to find peace.”Damien nodded, his gaze focused on the path ahead. “It’s always been a place where I can think clearly. It’s good to see you’ve found some peace there too.”Stephanie smiled, feeling a warmth in her chest that she hadn’t felt in a long time. “Thank you, Damien. For everything. For listening.”Damien glanced at her, a small smile playing on his lips. “I should be the one thanking you, Stephanie. You’ve been through so much, mostly caused by me and yet you’re still standing. I admire that and thank you for forgiveness.”Stephanie smiled but said nothing

Alpha Damien shifted back into his human form, standing tall and utterly unbothered by his own nakedness. Yet, a sheepish grin played on his lips as he said, "I swear, my wolf frolicking around you like a lost puppy is just...embarrassing."Stephanie, however, couldn’t contain her laughter. The sight of this powerful Alpha, usually so composed, looking almost shy about his wolf’s behavior was too much. "Embarrassing? Are you kidding? I loved it!" she exclaimed between fits of laughter. "What’s his name, by the way?"Damien’s grin widened, and he replied, "Jafar. And yes, he’s a big baby, apparently."Stephanie giggled again, clearly amused. "Well, I love that you shared him with me.""That wasn’t all of the plan, though," Damien admitted, running a hand through his hair. "I was actually going to carry you on my back up to the hilltop. But Jafar had other ideas."Stephanie’s eyes sparkled with amusement. "So, you’re telling me that big, bad Jafar is just a softie when it comes to me?"

Damien frowned slightly as he considered her question. “It’s possible,” he said slowly. “She was always aware of more than she revealed or made known. If she did know, it might explain why she was so determined to drive a wedge between us. She wanted you to believe there was nothing here for you so you would leave, she wanted me to be hers and hers alone at all possible cost.”Stephanie nodded, the pieces starting to fall into place. “I always wondered why she was so insistent that I run away, why she helped me despite her deep hatred for me,” she said, her voice thoughtful. “Maybe she knew that if I stayed, we might have found a way back to each other, especially since we had kids together.”Damien stepped closer, his hand reaching out to gently caress her cheek. “But you’re here now and we have both our children with us,” he said softly. “And maybe, just maybe, we can still find that way back.”Stephanie looked up at him, the warmth in his eyes wrapping around her like a comforting

The atmosphere around the pack was thick with tension, the usually lively grounds now eerily silent. It was the weekend, a time when the pack would usually be bustling with activities; children playing outside, parents chatting in the gardens, and teenagers moving about in groups, their laughter filling the air. But today was different. The news of Kayla’s kidnapping had spread like wildfire, and now, the entire pack was in lockdown.Guards were stationed at every entrance, their eyes scanning the area for any signs of unusual activity. Parents kept their children close, staying indoors to avoid any potential threats. The teens, who usually roamed freely, now walked in pairs, their usual carefree demeanor replaced by a cautious vigilance. Everyone knew that any odd movement could lead to immediate questioning or worse, being locked up until the situation was under control.Inside the mansion, the tension was even more palpable. In the living room, Stephanie sat on the couch, her face

Alpha Damien, Louis, and Alfred moved swiftly through the mansion, accompanied by a small group of security guards. Their destination was the surveillance workstation, located in the heart of the pack's community. It was a central hub, where every corner of their territory was monitored. In times like these, it was their greatest asset.When they reached the surveillance station, the workers inside quickly rose from their seats, on seeing their alpha. Damien wasted no time with pleasantries.“We need all footage from the café where Kayla was last seen,” Alpha Damien ordered, his tone sharp and commanding. “Start with today, then move backward. We’re looking for a woman, with dark hair and a long coat. Abigail said she was near the restroom before Kayla disappeared.”The workers nodded, their fingers flying over the keyboards as they brought up the requested footage. The room was tense as the video feeds flickered across the screens.Alpha Damien leaned forward, his eyes scanning the i