All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: My Rejected Mate Is A Healer : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Ella’s eyes widened as they locked onto something glinting a short distance away. Her pulse quickened, and hope flared in her chest. Finally, she thought. She cautiously approached the object, her heart pounding with anticipation. If this was what she thought it was, it could prove someone else was here—someone other than her might be responsible for the vampire’s murder.But as she drew closer, her hopeful smile faltered. The object lying on the ground wasn’t just any trinket. It was a pendant—her pendant.Her breath caught as she picked it up, her fingers trembling. The intricate design was unmistakable, and the tiny gemstones around the locket in the center and the initials S.C at the back of the locket were burned into her memory. She had worn this as a child, a small token of comfort during her turbulent years. Her stepmother had taken it away when she was older, claiming it was sold. But here it was, lying at a crime scene. How? Why?“Are you going to transform or not, Ella?” Mo

Morgana paced the room, her heels clicking against the cold marble floor. Her face was pale, her mind racing as she thought about the failure of their plan to frame Ella. If Valen were to discover what they’d done, the consequences would be disastrous.She clenched her fists, her frustration boiling over. “Sandra! I knew that working with a werewolf was definitely a wrong idea”She takes out her phone dialing a number as she walks out.***The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the quiet woods where Morgana waited impatiently. Her sharp eyes darted toward the road, her red lips pressed into a thin line. She loathed dealing with Sandra, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Ella’s escape from the frame-up had turned the tide against them, and now Valen was investigating. If she didn’t act fast, everything would unravel.Morgana paced restlessly, her long cloak billowing in the cold breeze. She had arranged the meeting in secret, away from prying ey

Lila's paws pressed against the soft earth as she approached the manor, the glow of her silver fur shimmering in the moonlight. Her wolf form moved with quiet elegance, but her sharp eyes caught the figures standing at the entrance. Derek and Valen.They were standing side by side, their intense gazes fixed on her as though they’d been waiting all night.She let out a low chuckle, amused by the sight of her two mates standing together—awkward yet commanding. Well, isn’t this a welcoming committee.“This is funny,” she muttered inwardly.Lila, responded, her tone playful. “Funny, indeed. Two grown men waiting like lost pups. Should I shift?”Ella scoffed. “And stand naked in front of them? Not happening.”Lila’s laughter echoed, teasing and full of mischief. “They’ve both seen your nakedness before, haven’t they?”“That was different, and you know it,” Ella hissed. “Don’t even try it, Lila.”“Fine, fine.” Lila paused for a moment before adding slyly, “You wanted a conversation, though

Valen sat down, his movements slow and deliberate, as if afraid one wrong step would break the fragile air between them. Across from him, Ella sat rigidly, her eyes rimmed with the evidence of tears she had yet to completely hide. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, clearing her throat.“I’m sorry,” she said softly, her voice still hoarse from crying. She straightened her back, trying to project a calm she didn’t feel. “You can… you can go on.”Valen’s chest tightened. He wasn’t sure where to start, or if he should even start at all. But the weight of unspoken truths was suffocating him. He took a deep breath, his crimson eyes fixed on the table between them.“I had a mate once. Her name was Lydia.”Ella’s brow twitched, but she didn’t interrupt, simply leaning forward slightly, her posture attentive. Valen paused, the words tasting bitter on his tongue. Memories he’d locked away clawed their way to the surface.“She was my everything,” Valen said, his voice tinged with a bitt

Ella arrived at the location Sandra sent to her. She stared at the clubhouse. It was the same one Valen had brought her, but this was just morning, so the club wasn't bubbling yet, as it does at night. The morning light made the place look less intimidating than it did at night.She looked around and couldn't find Lucian, Valen's friend and the owner of the club. Well, seems he hasn't turned up for the day yet. A few staff members moved about, cleaning the mess left behind from the previous night."Excuse me, miss. Are you looking for someone?” a young man’s voice broke the silence. Ella turned to see a handsome vampire dressed sharply in the club’s staff uniform."Yes please,” she said briskly. “Where can I find the very private suite in wing C?" Ella asked, her tone firm yet polite."Pls come with me." The vampire bowed slightly and gestured for her to follow him.The vampire led her through the quiet corridors to a small, unmarked door. He stopped and gestured towards the small do