Alpha's Regret Too Late to Love Me novel Chapter 266

Alexander’s POV

I woke with a jolt, my body drenched in sweat and my head pounding with the worst hangover l’d experienced in years.But that wasn’t what had my wolf whining anxiously inside my head.

The scent.

Her perfume.

Sarah’s intoxicating fragrance was everywhere—on my sheets, on my skin, in the very air | breathed. My wolf stirred with satisfaction while my human side filled with dread.

“Fuck,” I groaned, memories flooding back in vivid detail.

It hadn’t been a dream. I’d taken her again and again until we were both exhausted beyond measure. The ghost of her taste lingered on my lips, and I could still feel the imprint of her body against mine.

Mine, my wolf growled possessively. She’s ours.

“Shut up,” I hissed, throwing off the covers and stumbling to the bathroom.

I caught sight of myself in the mirror-hair disheveled, eyes bloodshot, and bite marks across my shoulders and chest. Unmistakable evidence of our passion. Of my weakness.

I slammed my fist against the counter, cracking the marble. How could I have let this happen again? After all my promises to myself, after all my efforts to keep her at arm’s length, I’d fallen into her web once more.

The worst part wasn’t even the sex itself—it was how desperately I’d wanted it, how I’d craved her touch like a starving man craves food. Mybody remembered hers perfectly, as if they were created to fit together.

Because they were, my wolf insisted. She’s our mate.

“She’s engaged to another Alpha,” I growled, splashing cold water on my face.

The thought of Sarah with Nate Santos made my blood boil.

She doesn’t love him, my wolf declared with absolute certainty. She wouldn’t keep coming back to us if she did.

“Or maybe she just wants variety,” I bit back, disgusted with myself for even considering the possibility.

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