Alpha's Regret After She Kneels novel Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Sienna’s POV

I can’t stop the words from tumbling out of my mouth as I point out the contradictions in Lila’s statements. I’m not holding back. Not anymore. “You said one thing, and now you’re saying something completely different. Which one is it, Lila?” I meet her gaze, my voice steady and firm, and I see the flicker of discomfort in her eyes. She’s caught, and she knows it.

Raiden’s gaze shifts between us, and I can feel the tension crackle in the air. I know I’ve done it. I’ve exposed the cracks in Lila’s perfect exterior. Her perfect façade. He’s noticing it too. The look on his face changes ever so slightly–like he’s finally seeing something he hadn’t before.

Lila’s response is immediate, but it’s not what I expect. She starts crying. Genuine tears, I assume, but the scene feels too orchestrated, too convenient. “I–I didn’t mean it!” slie sobs, her voice quivering with feigned vulnerability. “It was just an innocent mistake, Raiden. Why are you treating me like this?”

I can feel my lip curling into a slight sneer. I’m not buying it. “As a Delta, don’t you know how serious SOA is?” I reply sharply, my voice cutting through the air. “Everything should be handled seriously. Is that how you treat your job?” I glance at Raiden for a moment, making sure he sees just how much she’s trying to avoid responsibility. “If it were someone from another pack here, they’d point out your mistake without batting an eye. Would you cry in front of everyone and embarrass Silverfang?”

Lila’s sobbing only gets louder, and the whole scene feels increasingly staged. She wipes at her eyes dramatically, trying to pull on Raiden’s sympathy. “Why do you think of me like this, Siena?” she asks, her voice cracking. “Do you have something against me? Are you still holding a grudge because of my lowly commoner origins?”

I almost laugh at her. “My best friend is a commoner too, Lila,” I retort, not missing a beat. “And she’s strong and gentle. Don’t try to change the topic, though. We’re talking about your mistake, not your origins.”

Her eyes widen for a moment, as though my words have struck her in a place she wasn’t expecting. But she quickly recovers, as always, and tries to regain her footing. But it’s too late. I’ve already called her out. She’s lost control of the narrative.

Raiden interrupts us before the conversation can spiral any further. “Enough,” he says, his voice low and commanding. I freeze for a moment, wondering if he’s about to defend her, like he’s done countless times before. I brace myself for the familiar disappointment. But to my surprise, Raiden doesn’t do that. Instead, he turns to Lila, his voice stern. “Apologize to Siena,” he orders.

I blink, not quite believing my ears. Is Raiden really telling Lila to apologize to me?

Lila’s mouth falls open, and I can see the shock in her eyes. She’s never been put in her place like this before. Not by Raiden. Her lips form the words, but the apology that leaves her mouth sounds forced, rehearsed. “I… I’m sorry, Siena,” she mutters, barely meeting my gaze. Her tone is dripping with reluctance, and I can tell she’s doing everything in her power to suppress her anger.

But I don’t care. I don’t need her apology. I don’t need anything from her. My eyes flick away from Lila, and I turn, walking away without a second glance. I don’t need to stay here any longer. I’ve said what needed to be said.

Raiden watches me leave, and I can feel his eyes on my back as I make my way to the car. But I don’t look back. Not this time. Not anymore.

Raiden’s POV

I watch as Siena walks away, my gaze following her retreating figure. There’s a strange, uneasy feeling in my chest, and I can’t quite place it. I don’t know what’s happening. Was it just my imagination, or was Siena completely different today?

My wolf growls in the back of my mind. “You almost hurt her, but she slapped you right back! Haha, now it’s your turn to be upset!”

I grimace, trying to ignore him. “Shut up. What do I have to be upset about?”

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But I know something is different. I’ve seen Siena get angry before, but never like this. She’s more composed, more confident than I remember. It’s like she’s changed in a way that I can’t quite grasp. For a moment, I just stand there, watching her leave, trying to figure out what’s going on inside my head.

Lila, of course, doesn’t let up. She’s still trying to talk about Siena, still trying to cast a shadow over what just happened. But I’m not having it anymore. I cut her off before she can say anything else. The air between us is thick with tension, and for the first time, I feel like I’m caught in a strange limbo..

The drive back to the villa is silent, and the quiet in the car feels heavier than usual. Lila doesn’t speak, but I can see it in her eyes–she’s waiting for me to say something, anything. It’s as though she’s hoping I’ll comfort her, reassure her like I always have. But I can’t bring myself to do it.

We pull up in front of her house, and she hesitates for a moment before exiting the car. I can feel her disappointment, the way she’s looking at me with those wide, expectant eyes, but I don’t say a word. I just watch her leave, and she doesn’t even bother to look back.

The car pulls away, and I’m left alone with my thoughts.

I think about Siena again. What was that? Why did she change so suddenly? What’s going on with her? I didn’t think I was upset about anything, but now, I’m starting to feel it. There’s something in the pit of my stomach, a tight knot that I can’t undo.

When we return to the Alpha villa, I’m greeted by my beta. He bows, his voice respectful but hesitant. “King, Luna said she won’t be back for a month. She said if it’s anything related to the fake marriage contract, to contact her, and she’ll come back from Windhowl.”

Windhowl. That’s where she’s gone. It’s clear she’s distancing herself from me.

Does she still remember she’s Silverfang’s Luna? My chest tightens, and I feel a wave of anger that I don’t quite understand. Why does it bother me that she’s pulling away? We’ve never been close. She’s always been distant, always been the perfect wife in front of others but cold when it’s just the two of us.

I find myself staring at my phone, my thumb hovering over the screen, but I don’t send a message. I should. I should at least ask if she’s okay, but for some reason, I don’t.

Hours pass, and the anger inside me festers. I try to push it down, but it keeps bubbling up. Has she blocked me? I stare at the screen again, my thumb hovering over the message icon, but I can’t bring myself to hit send.