Alpha's Regret After the Divorce by Christina novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Kira’s Perspective

The sterile, antiseptic-laden air of the hospital room made my nose twitch as I lay back, eyes fixed on the plain white ceiling above. After two days confined here, the walls felt like they were closing in on me. My body was improving little by little—at least I could sit upright without the pounding in my head threatening to burst—but the relentless ache deep in my chest lingered stubbornly, a constant reminder that Bondbreak Syndrome was no fleeting ailment to be shaken off quickly.

“You’ve got to be joking,” Harper muttered beside me, her eyes glued to her phone as she scrolled through social media. “That bastard actually showed up at the Silver Lake fundraiser last night—right there with your sister. Can you believe the nerve?”

I slowly turned my head toward her, wincing as a sharp pain shot through my neck. “Who told you that?” I asked, my voice hoarse.

“Diana’s Instagram,” Harper replied, fingers tapping rapidly. “She posted a whole bunch of pictures. Honestly, I swear your Alpha has been possessed by some kind of idiot demon. How could he do this to you and then just act like it never happened?”

I let out a slow breath, watching the sunlight slant through the blinds, casting narrow stripes of light and shadow across the pale walls. “He only sees what his hatred lets him see. It’s been clouding his mind for years.”

“Don’t start making excuses for him,” Harper snapped, tossing her phone onto the chair with a sharp clack. “No matter what trauma he’s been through, nothing justifies what he’s done to you.”

A gentle knock interrupted our tense conversation. Noah appeared in the doorway, his white coat bearing the small silver moon insignia that marked him as werewolf medical staff. His smile was warm and genuine—so different from the cold professionalism I’d grown used to from most of the hospital personnel.

“Good morning, Kira. How are you feeling today?” he asked as he stepped inside.

“Better than yesterday,” I admitted quietly. “Still weak, but at least the room isn’t spinning anymore.”

Noah nodded thoughtfully as he flipped through my chart. “Your vitals have stabilized quite well. If your blood work confirms that your self-healing abilities are returning to normal, you should be cleared for discharge today.”

I glanced over at Harper, then back to Noah. “Can I speak with you privately? About… that other matter?”

Without hesitation, Harper stood up. “I’ll go grab some coffee. Want anything?”

I shook my head, grateful for her support as she squeezed my hand before leaving. Once the door closed behind her, Noah turned to me.

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