After She's Terminal The Alpha Regrets (Elaine and Lucas) novel Chapter 214

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Chapter 214

Ayla sobbed into her pillow. Her mascara streaked against the white linen, but she couldn’t bring herself

to care. It was so unfair.

She’d wanted to kill Elaine, not Lucas. But now he was gone. Forever lost to her in wherever the hell the plane had crashed. Dead.

She could barely think straight, lost in her wailing ever since she’d discovered what Lucia had done. What all of them had done. Ayla lifted her head.

That’s right.

It wasn’t her fault. It was Lucia and Kaine. Those two were the leads of her investors. Those two had planned with her… Had hid things from her. Important things. Like how they’d planned to kill Lucas this entire time.

So it was not her fault, Ayla concluded. She had no part in bringing about Lucas‘ demise. But she would make those who had pay dearly. They would rue the day they’d crossed her. Ayla got up from bed, crossing to her vanity. She swiped aside the makeup bags and hair products, which all clattered to the ground.

Instead she brought out her journal. Her precious journal. She opened it. Setting ink to paper, she bega to write.

It needed to be something good. Something that made them suffer as she now suffered. Ayla was inte… on that at least. Perhaps she’d bring down their organizations first. Make them lose everything they ever loved…

Then she’d kill them. Well, not her personally. Maybe poison. Or another hired hand. She looked down at the scribbled, jagged notes of her train of thought:

Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill.

Yes. It made perfect sense. Perhaps she should just kill them. A laugh bubbled in the back of her throat.

The house phone rang.

The laugh was cut off abruptly and she slammed her journal closed. Ayla eyed the hallway. No one could know. Not of her secrets. She shoved the journal back into the vanity’s drawer before standing up and striding to the hallway.

The phone was ringing from Lucas‘ office. His old office. Oh, poor, poor Lucas…

Alya rushed down the hall to the room, shoving Kyle aside who’d been about to open the door. “Get out of here! Don’t you know this was Lucas‘?”

Kyle took a step back. “His phone–”

“Get out of my way,” Ayla said as she entered the office and slammed the door behind her. She walked over to the desk, reaching out to snatch it.

She brought it to her hear. “He’s dead. Don’t you dare call back here again

“Ma’am, we need to speak with you,” the voice on the other line said.

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She inhaled a shuddering breath. “With me? Not our Alpha and savior, Lucas?”

She didn’t know why she’d called him that. Perhaps it was true. Lucas meant everything to her. He was her entire world.

At least he had been.

Tears streamed down her face.

“It is about Lucas,” the voice said.

“I already know the news. He’s gone. Dead and buried in a plane crash–”

“It’s not about that.”

Ayla snapped her jaw shut.

“We received an SOS and request to phone those he knew. You need to come right away–”

Ayla hung up the phone, slamming it back down on the table. She whirled around as Kyle entered the

room.

“Who was it?” he asked.

“No one. They asked to speak with Lucas. I told them he was dead,” Ayla said.

Kyle’s brow furrowed. “We don’t know that yet. We’re still looking–”

Ayla rushed past him without hearing him out. This was far more urgent than whatever some random Beta had to say.

She practically sprinting down the hall. Kyle didn’t follow her. He knew she’d been in hysterics, figured she was off to break more things.

That is not where she went.

Ayla burst into the tower’s main room.

“Yes!” she cried out. “You spoke with me on the phone not thirty minutes ago. I’m here. I made it. It’s abour Lukas. An SOS? Is he alive? Is he okay? Where is he!” she demanded, her voice cracking as she napped at the worker