After She's Terminal The Alpha Regrets (Elaine and Lucas) novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189

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Blaine couldn’t remember how long she’d been swimming. She’d fought the current for so long that eventually, she’d almost just given up. Her eyes were starting to droop, no longer paying attention. Simply kept going

Then she heard the crash of waves against a shore, and sand beneath her feet.

Elaine startled upright, forcing her eyes open as she looked up at the island. She’d reached it. The beach stretched out before her, leading up to a thick jungle treeline. Debris from the crash littered the sandy shore.

Elaine pulled herself up onto the sand, abandoning her makeshift liferaft of the past hour. She stumbled out of the water, collapsing against the beach.

She remained on her hands and knees, struggling to draw a proper breath.

Something washed up beside her. Elaine turned her gaze, noting a suitcase. It wasn’t her, so she assumed it was Lucas‘.

Lucas.

Elaine forced herself upright, scanning the beach to her left and right. Large pieces of the plane that had been torn off were stuck in the sand and along rocks on the coast. Smaller pieces from the wreck were pushed by the waves further up on the beach.

Yet among these items, there was no sign of Lucas.

Her legs were unsteady as Elaine struggled to stand up. A wave of nausea washed over her and she fell back to her

knees.

Briefly, she considered just laying back down. Though she knew if she did that, she wouldn’t be getting back up again. So Elaine forced her trembling body to obey as she stood.

She walked toward the first piece of wreckage, stumbling through the uneven sand to reach it. It looked like part of the main cabin of the craft, torn in half. It was far beyond repair but she searched around it anyway.

After ensuring she hadn’t missed anything, Elaine kept trudging onwards. Her foot skimmed something beneath the sand. It made her fall forward and she barely caught herself on her hands.

Looking back over her shoulder, she noticed a first aid kit. Elaine quickly turned and grabbed it, cracking open the water proof container.

Inside was bandages, cream, medicinal alcohol, and even a stitching kit. 1

Elaine closed it back up, setting it further up the beach so she could find it later. Right now there was something, or someone, she was desperately trying to find.

“Lucas!” she called out. There was, of course, no response but it was worth a try.

Elaine pushed herself to keep going, searching through the debris piling up on shore. Then she noticed a body. Waves tugged at it, threatening to pull it back into the water.

She ran forward. “Lucas!”

She slid to a stop in the wet sand, kneeling as she reached out. She pulled over the body, then recoiled, falling backward with a startled cry.

It was the co–pilot.

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His glassy eyes stared up at nothing, a hollow, sunken expression lingering in his face. He had a steel rod Punctured through his abdomen, and the bloat of his body suggested he’d drowned long before washing ashore

His parachute was wrapped around his legs, the strings becoming a death trap that had prevented him fro/ swimming.

He’d likely tried to jump out of the plane but there’d been no time at the end.

Elaine crawled backward, disgust curling up inside her.

That was two now dead. Surely Elaine hadn’t been the only one to survive. Panic prickled at the back of her neck.

“Please, no…” she mumbled. Her head throbbed and she lifted a hand to the wound at her temple. It stung at the pressure of her fingers against it and she winced.

Yet a thought occurred to her. If Lucas was dead, their mate bond would have been severed. It would have ended with him. Yet she could still faintly feel it.

The rhythm of the waves against the shore was suddenly interrupted. Elaine whirled around, momentarily forgetting about the body and her own wound as she looked toward the sea.

Trudging out of the water, with a hand on a bleeding arm, was Lucas. Each step was a battle he slowly overcame as