Alpha's Regret After the Divorce by Christina novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Silence answered my desperate calls. My voice bounced off the barren hallway walls, mocking me with its emptiness. I lay sprawled on the cold hardwood floor, the chill seeping deep into my bones, intensifying the numbness that had become my constant companion ever since the Bondbreak Syndrome began its merciless advance.

After what felt like an eternity, I gathered the last fragments of my fading strength. Slowly, painfully, I pushed myself into a sitting position, then leaned against the wall to haul myself upright. Each movement sent sharp stabs of pain radiating through my body. The treatment for my condition had left me fragile and vulnerable—far more so than I cared to admit. A fall like this, which a healthy werewolf would shrug off, had probably cracked at least one rib.

Gripping the railing tightly, I descended the stairs one agonizing step at a time. Sweat soaked my skin, my body trembling with exhaustion and discomfort. When I finally reached the bottom, I fumbled with trembling fingers to pull out my phone and call a taxi.

Twenty minutes later, I sat in the back seat of a human taxi, the driver’s concerned gaze flickering to me through the rearview mirror.

“You sure you’re okay, miss?” he asked, his brow furrowed with worry. “You look awful pale. Maybe I should take you to the emergency room instead?”

I forced a weak smile. “I’m fine,” I lied, my voice barely steady. “Just feeling a little under the weather. Thank you for your concern.”

He didn’t look convinced. “Going to the hospital alone usually isn’t a good sign. No family to come with you?”

His question struck a raw nerve. I swallowed hard. “I have a friend waiting for me there.”

As soon as the words left my lips, a hollow ache tightened around my chest. Who was I fooling? No one was waiting for me—not Rocco, who couldn’t spare a glance when I lay injured on the floor. Not Kim, the one who had orchestrated my fall in the first place. My father remained comatose, my mother had long ago chosen my sister over me, and even the mansion staff had deserted me when I needed them most.

I turned my gaze to the window, blinking back the sting of tears that threatened to spill.

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