Alpha's Regret Too Late to Love Me novel Chapter 254

Alexander’s POV

I grip the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turn white as I speed down the highway in my Bentley.

Every nerve in my body is electrified with rage.

My foot presses the accelerator to the floor, pushing the speedometer well beyond legal limits. I don’t care. I need to outrun what I just did— or at least try to.

The rearview mirror catches my eye, and I barely recognize the man staring back at me. My eyes are cold slits, narrowed with a darkness I haven’t felt in years

Blood continues to seep from the gash on my forehead, streaming down into my eye and across half my face. I look like a madman—a killer.

And isn’t that what I am now? A would-be murderer?

Even after I’d driven away, the image replays in my mind on an endless, torturous loop-her standing there with that man and a child, looking so goddamn happy, so perfectly content without me.

Kjll him. Destroy him. Eliminate the threat.

My wolf’s voice growls inside my head, savage and demanding. For the first time in years, we are in complete agreement.

something inside me snapped. Before I knew what was happening, I’d wrenched the wheel around, tires screaming against the asphalt as I accelerated back toward them-toward him.

In that moment, I wanted him dead. Not injured. Not scared. Dead.

Do it,” my wolf urged. “He touched what’s ours.”

The collision happened so fast. The sound of metal crushing against metal was satisfying in a way that should disturb me, but doesn’t.

Vanessa-the she-wolf I’d brought along as company for the evening-was thrown forward violently, only saved by her seatbelt yanking her back at the last second.

I hadn’t given her safety a single thought.”Alpha Alexander, are you okay?”Her words finally pull me back, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts.

“You jüst… you just deliberately crashed into that car? What’s going on with you?”she stammers now, her voice trembling with shock. Her perfectly made-up face is pale, eyes wide with fear.

She swallows hard. “The way you looked just now… God, it scared me.”

I turn to her, feeling nothing but cold indifference. My tips press into a hard line. “What are you afraid of? That I’ll kill you too?”

“No, not me!” Vanessa shakes her head frantically.

“That man—you tried to kill him! That was Alpha Nate from the Coastal Crescent Pack. I met him at a business function in Europe once. Do you know who he is?”

She’s babbling now, panicked. “He’s not just some random human. If something had happened to him, there wouldn’t be an easy way out of this mess!”

Their influence is respectable along the East Coast, managing several logistics firms and real estate ventures, but it’s nothing compared to what my Blackwood Pack controls.

He was one of the few people I allowed close to me.

“Don’t answer,” my wolf warns.

I ignore the internal warning and pick up anyway. “What?”

“Hey, man,” Alpha Xavier’s voice comes through casual, but I know him well enough to detect the concern. “Been trying to reach you. Some of us are meeting for drinks at The Den. You in?”

My fingers tighten around the steering wheel. Blood drips into my eye, and I swipe it away with the back of my hand

I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “Yeah. I’ll be there.”

I hang up before he can ask any questions about my current state.

The highway stretches endlessly ahead of me, and I press the gas pedal harder, watching the speedometer climb.”This isn’t over,” my wolf promises darkly. “She’s ours. The child is another male’s, but Sarah is OURS.”

“No,” I rasp into the empty car, shaking my head. “You’re wrong. She isn’t mine. She never was.”