All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: Yearning For Her Love: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Emily's POVThe atmosphere in the healing chamber was stifling, the air thick with tension and worry. My heart pounded painfully in my chest as I stood near the door, watching Maddy and Keal work tirelessly over Kiara. Maddy was let out to help Kiara recover, and detect the poison in her body.She was laid limp on the bed, convulsing every now and then as blood trickled from her lips.The room was filled with people—Jack, Lady Elena, and a few elder wolves—but it still felt suffocating. The scent of herbs and blood mingled in the air, making me nauseous. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.Her once-pristine dress was now soaked in sweat and blood, her face pale and sunken. Around her neck, I noticed a delicate necklace with a tiny tube dangling from it. It looked odd and out of place, but I didn’t have the mental energy to think about it.Instead, my eyes shifted to Jack.I had never seen him like this before. His jaw was clenched so tightly I thought it might shatter, his hands balled

Emily's POV“I promise. I’ll find it, okay?” I repeated firmly, my voice trembling with both determination and frustration. Jack’s jaw clenched as he stared at me, his expression dark. He dropped his hands to his sides, his fingers twitching as if he was restraining himself from doing something rash.He groaned loudly, stepping back and gripping his hair with both hands. “I… I… I…” he stuttered, his gaze darting back to me. His eyes looked conflicted, like he was teetering on the edge of an emotional outburst.“I kept that book for centuries, Emily,” he muttered, his voice low, the weight of his words sinking into me.I opened my mouth to respond, but no sound came out. I felt like I was caught in the eye of a storm.“It hasn’t even been a week!” he suddenly shouted, his voice echoing in the hallway. I flinched, my heart racing at the sheer intensity of his anger.He ran a hand over his face, his frustration palpable. “Do you have any idea what that book holds? Many memories… many li

Jackson’s POV The hunt for the scorpion hybrid had been grueling, and exhaustion weighed heavily on me, though I didn’t let it show. Mason and Zaza followed closely behind as we entered the palace. Lady Elena stood by the entrance, her face more troubled than usual. “Jackson,” she called, her voice tight with concern. Maddy and Keal were nearby, their tense expressions mirroring the unease that had gripped the palace since Kiara’s poisoning. Mason passed the weakened scorpion to Keal, who handled it like it was the last thread of hope. “Thank the goddess you found it,” Lady Elena murmured, exhaling deeply. “I’ve been so worried since you left.” Her words barely registered as my eyes scanned the hall, searching for someone. As we walked further inside, her familiar scent hit me before I even saw her. Emily. She appeared moments later, standing stiffly, her gaze locking onto mine. My chest tightened at the sight of her. I had missed her more than I wanted to admit, but the lin

Kiara’s POVA pounding migraine greeted me as I woke up, the pain so sharp it felt like someone had driven a spike through my skull. My vision swam, colors and shadows blending together before slowly clearing. I blinked a few times, and the first thing I saw was her—Emily.Pretending to care, as always.I cursed her silently, biting back the urge to groan aloud as I tried to sit upright. Every muscle in my body ached, but I forced myself to move. But I could feel that I was getting better.How is that possible?Kael and Maddy were by my side, their hands helping me sit up. I grimaced but accepted their assistance, still wondering how I could feel this much better already.“Wh-Where’s Lady Elena?” I asked, my voice rasping from disuse. Trying to act pitiful.“She’s just outside,” Maddy replied.Moments later, Lady Elena walked in, her presence commanding as always. Relief washed over me at the sight of her, but I kept my face neutral. Good. Everything went as planned. Painful, yes, bu

I stood outside the towering gates of the estate, my fists clenched so tightly they trembled. The world around me blurred as my rage boiled over."You'll regret this! You hear me?!" I shouted at the cold, iron gates, my voice cracking under the weight of my grief. "You'll all regret what you did to my parents! I swear on their lives, you won't get away with this! I promise you!” I growled, my chest heaved, my throat burned, and tears blurred my vision, but I didn't care. I didn't care if they saw me as this-broken, furious, desperate being."They didn't deserve this!" I continued, my voice hoarse. "You killed them! Why would you do that to my innocent parents? You….” I was interrupted.The gates opened with an ominous creak, and an old man stepped out, his face cold and stern with his two burly bodyguards. His features were sharp, his posture intimidating, and the way he looked at me made my stomach churn with disgust and fury.“You fvcker! You MURDER!” I growled louder, about to c