Alpha's Regret After the Divorce by Christina novel Chapter 226

Rocco’s POV

I stood frozen, feeling the weight of Kim’s hand–no, Lyra’s hand in Kim’s body–resting on my shoulder. Each second of contact made my skin crawl. Around us, the ruins were unnaturally quiet, with only the soft whisper of wind moving through the broken concrete and

twisted metal.

My wolf senses were on high alert, picking up nothing but our breathing and the occasional shift of debris. The silence felt deliberate, almost staged–like we were the only two beings left in a dead world.

Slowly, I turned to face her, my eyes searching Kim’s familiar features for any trace of my former lover. But all I could see was Lyra’s expression animating Kim’s face. The disconnect between the body I once held and the entity now controlling it made bile rise in my

throat.

“Why?” I asked, my voice rough with emotion. “Why would you help me get back with Kira?”

A smile twisted Kim’s lips, but the expression was all Lyra–predatory and possessive. “I love you, brother. I’ve always loved you.”

I stepped back, unable to hide my disgust. “That makes even less sense. If you have some… twisted obsession with me, why would you want to help me be with another woman?”

“I just don’t want to see you suffering.” Her eyes–Kim’s eyes, but with Lyra’s gaze behind them–flickered with something unreadable. “You love her. I know that.”

“You’ve never cared about anyone’s feelings but your own,” I said coldly. “Everything you do is for yourself. So don’t pretend this is about my happiness.”

I began circling her slowly, studying her movements with the calculated precision of an Alpha assessing a threat. My wolf instincts took over, noting every subtle shift in her posture. Kim’s body stood differently now–more rigid, with fingers that twitched occasionally in a pattern Kim never displayed.

“You don’t believe me?” Lyra asked, her voice carrying a hint of hurt that I knew was manufactured. “After everything I’ve done for you?”

“What exactly have you done for me except bring chaos and pain?” I challenged, hoping to provoke a reaction that would reveal more of

her true intentions.

Could I really be standing here, talking to my dead sister who was now inhabiting the body of my former lover? The woman who had carried my children–children who died because I failed them? The thought made my head spin.

I wondered what Kira would think if she could see me now, entertaining a conversation with this… abomination. The disgust in her eyes

‘What exactly are you offering, Lyra?” I asked directly, tired of the mind games.

I raised an eyebrow, caught off guard despite my skepticism. “What?”

“I can reset her memories to when you were first married. The height of your happiness.” Lyra’s voice took on an almost dreamy quality.

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