Alpha's Regret After the Divorce by Christina novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210

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Rocco noticed me first, his body tensing slightly as our eyes met. The conversation halted immediately.

“Kira,” he said, his voice carefully neutral. “How’s your father?”

“He’s awake, I replied. “We need to talk. Privately.”

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Rocco studied my face for a moment, clearly noting my serious expression. He nodded once and turned to Marcus. “We’ll continue this

later.

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Marcus and the security head departed with quick nods, leaving Rocco and me alone in the corridor.

“There’s a meeting room down the hall,” Rocco said, gesturing toward a door a few meters away.

We walked in silence, the tension between us thick enough to cut with a knife. Once inside the small conference room, Rocco closed the door and turned to face me, waiting.

I didn’t waste time with preamble. “My father just told me everything about Lyra.”

Rocco’s expression remained carefully guarded. “What about her?”

“He knew her years ago. Before she was… your sister.” The words felt strange on my tongue. “He mentored her, sponsored her education. But then he discovered what she was really doing.”

I watched Rocco’s face carefully as I recounted everything my father had told me–Lyra’s experiments, her obsession with transformation, the confrontation that led to her apparent death, and her miraculous reappearance days later.

“She’s learned some kind of ancient ritual,” I continued, my voice steady despite the chill running down my spine. “Soul transference. She can move her consciousness from body to body when she dies.”

Rocco’s face had grown increasingly pale, his expression shifting from disbelief to confusion to a dawning horror.

“That’s ridiculous,” he said finally, but his voice lacked conviction. “Derek is making up stories to-”

“Why would he lie about this now?” I interrupted, my tone sharp. “Think about it, Rocco. Lyra’s mental issues–you found evidence of those yourself. Her obsession with forbidden practices. The explosion in the cave might have been exactly what she wanted.”

“If this were true,” he said slowly, “then who…”

Rocco turned away, pacing the small room. His body was rigid with tension. “This can’t be right. I would have known if…”

He stopped, his back to me, shoulders tense. “And your father claims he tried to kill her?”

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