All Chapters of Loving the Cold-Hearted Alpha Lionel : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

REGINA The silver glow of the moon illuminated the forest outside, casting eerie shadows that danced with the wind. My gaze remained fixed on the treetops swaying in the distance. There was something strange about tonight—something I couldn’t quite explain. It wasn’t just the news of Lionel’s disappearance. It was more than worry or guilt. It was a deep, wolf-like instinct that tugged at my chest, refusing to let go. Ruby stirred within me, her presence restless. Do you feel that? she asked, her voice a low growl. I nodded absently, still staring out into the darkness. “It’s like he’s calling out... but not with words.”We need to move. Ruby urged. Now.Without hesitation, I left my room, moving with purpose through the mansion. Ryker was just stepping inside, his expression grim, when I found him. “Ryker,” I called out, my voice sharper than I intended. He looked up, startled by the urgency in my tone. “What is

REGINA The light surrounded me, warm and pulsing, almost alive. I stepped forward, drawn to the glow as if it was calling my name. My heart thudded in my chest as I looked around. And then I saw him. “Lionel,” I breathed, my voice trembling. He stood a few feet away, but he wasn’t the Lionel I was used to seeing. His form shimmered, like a reflection ghostly. He looked... tired. Not the kind of tired that sleep could cure, but something deeper, something etched into his very being. His shoulders were slumped, his once-commanding figure diminished, and his eyes, usually piercing and alive, seemed muted. “Regina,” he said softly, his voice so quiet I almost didn’t hear it. I took a step toward him, my hand outstretched, but something stopped me. It wasn’t physical—no wall or barrier—but it was there, keeping me from reaching him. “Lio

REGINAAll through the rest of the night, I remained at Lionel’s side. At first, the doctors had sent me out to figure out what exactly was happening to him but soon after, the main doctor came out with a smiling face.“It’s a miracle. The patient is completely stable.” She mentioned to Grandpa, Ryker, and me. I watched as they eased into relief. Grandpa turned to me, all shaky.“Regina, what exactly had you done inside there?” He asked with his eyes wide.I didn’t think it was the right time to begin explaining how Lionel and I had met in a dimension in a world beyond. For now, what Grandpa needed was sufficient rest.“Let’s just say Lionel and I love each other and our love worked for us.”My reply stunned them as Ryker blushed visibly and Grandpa chuckled. But I could also see the relief in Grandpa’s eyes as he nodded. “All I want is that it stays this way. You and Lionel are truly meant for each other.” With that, I

REGINAShe glanced toward Lionel’s room, then back at me. “I just came to check on him.” It was time to put Penelope in her place.“How thoughtful,” I said, my smile not reaching my eyes. “But he’s fine now. You can go.” Penelope’s lips pressed into a thin line, but she didn’t argue. Instead, she turned and walked away, her heels clicking sharply against the tile floor. I watched her leave before stepping into Lionel’s room. He was sitting up in bed, a faint smile tugging at his lips when he saw me. “Penelope was here,” I said as I closed the door behind me. Lionel sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I told her to stay away, but she doesn’t listen.” I raised an eyebrow. “You told her to stay away?” He nodded. “She’s been... persistent. But I made it clear where we stand.” Before he could say more, I crossed the room and leaned down, pressing my lips to his. It was a kiss f

LIONELThe ride home was silent, yet the air buzzed with unspoken thoughts. My side still ached, though it was a faint whisper compared to the chaos in my head. Regina was at my side, her face calm but her fingers trembling as they brushed mine. She hadn’t let go of my hand since the fight ended, and for that, I was grateful. When we arrived at the mansion, it was almost midnight, and yet, the house was alive. We had informed Grandpa about the incident, and he was already waiting for us in the study, leaning his cane against the arm of his chair. Gwen and Ryker followed close behind, their expressions etched with concern and exhaustion. We settled into the room, Regina and I on one side of the large mahogany table, Gwen and Ryker opposite us, and Grandpa at the head. His piercing gaze scanned each of us as if searching for answers we hadn’t yet spoken. “What happened?” Grandpa finally asked, his voice heavy with authority and worry. “I was t