After She's Terminal The Alpha Regrets (Elaine and Lucas) novel Chapter 311

Lucas stepped into his mansion.

It felt colder than it usually did, and oddly empty. Though it had just been him living here for weeks now.

He slowly crossed to the living room, pulling off his suit jacket, stained with blood from his fight with Liam. He tossed it carelessly, not looking back to where it fell. His knuckles ached. His face hurt.

His chest still felt tight, his skin still feverish.

Lucas walked slowly, thoughtfully, to the floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the backward. It spread out into a massive garden, which had, as of late, overgrown. He’d forgotten about hiring the gardener to come back.

It didn’t matter now.

Lucas turned and walked slowly toward his study. Had his home always felt so empty? Or was it simply now he had nothing left to occupy his mind and he was just noticing the emptiness.

Though he almost glad for it. At least it wasn’t filled with Ayla’s shrill voice. Yet he missed another woman’s voice here.

It felt as if now he had truly lost Elaine.

She would never walk these halls again. Never grace his presence. He squeezed his eyes shut, longing for a time she still carried his ring on her finger.

It felt like a lifetime ago now that she had.

It’d only been a few long months.

A door opened somewhere deeper in the house. Lucas turned to look, eyes tired. Kyle. A familiar face.

Lucas sighed and turned to face him.

“Alpha!” Kyle said excitedly. “While you were gone, I read through that report you obtained from Elaine and…are you okay?”

Lucas swallowed thickly and motioned for Kyle to continue. “Keep going.”

“You look feverish, Sir.”

“Continue,” he said it firmly enough that Kyle dared not argue.

The Beta cleared his throat and opened up the folder. “This was the report that Elaine got from the Last Stand Labs, right?”

“Correct.”

“Well, I was reading through it. It details plain as day the illegal activities they participated in. Before we only really suspected their involvement…but this gives us reason to actually investigate.” Kyle looked up at Lucas. “Investigate per the law, of course. Nothing stopped us before.”

Lucas smirked lightly.

“But we can send troops with probable cause to raid the lab…just need to find it first,” Kyle said and rubbed the back of his neck. Then he lit up again. “But this is what we’ve been needing! I’m certain we’ll find evidence of their participation with the rogues. Take down their supplier…”

“Cut off the head of the beast and the rest of it crumbles,” Lucas muttered. “Good work. Go and make preparations.”

He nodded a dismissal. Kyle lingered a moment longer, watching Lucas carefully. “Sir…are you certain you’re okay?” he asked, taking a step forward.

Lucas shot him a look. Kyle retreated a step before he turned and left. And the Alpha was once more left with his own thoughts. He exhaled.

Elaine had obtained that information. Without her, Lucas would have been working against the law, against the very Council, to try and raid the labs. Now they had reason too. Yet the victory did not taste as sweet as it should.

Lucas found himself wandering.

He made his way through the quiet house, noting the dust that had built up in the absence of servants. He only kept a skeleton staff nowadays. More guards than servants or cooks.

Elaine knew how to manage this household. To keep it in tip-top shape while also juggling his schedule and her work and so much else.

When Lucas realized where he’d wandered too, he was in the servant’s quarters. Downstairs. When Ayla had first moved into the house, Elaine had moved down here. How cruel he’d been to not care she had.

How cruel he’d been to not share a room with her in the first place.

Lucas turned to leave, unable to bear the thought of his past cruelties. As he walked upstairs, his mind finally left from thoughts of Elaine. And switched to thoughts of the rogues.