I Regret Being Alpha’s Secret Mate novel Chapter 140

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Chapter 123

Lucian lowered his gaze, with a gentle expression, as he soothed and cooed Willow.

His wolf hummed a low, comforting song, a vibration felt deep within Willow’s small body.

I looked at the man in front of me, who was full of tenderness.

I thought about when Aurora first started her treatment at the Pack’s infirmary, other pups had their fathers with them, but she didn’t have one. My wolf snarled at the memory of the neglect, the coldness.

There was a time when she was still alive, receiving treatment in the infirmary.

When I went out to fetch water for her, Aurora took the opportunity and called Lucian, “Dad, can you come and accompany me? I am sick and getting an injection. It hurt so much…”

At that time, Lucian coldly replied to her, “Don’t be like your mother, full of lies.”

Then she hung up the phone. His rejection was sharp and cruel, the thought of his dismissing words burning me.

I heard what Lucian said when I had just finished fetching water and was standing at the door of Aurora’s room.

Aurora, her lips pouted and tears streaming down her face, murmured in a small voice, “Daddy, I didn’t lie to you, I really love you…”

I watched Aurora in silence.

As she stared at the phone after Lucian hang up on her, the pain echoed in the pack’s mental link. The anguish of a child’s heartbreak shared by every she-wolf.

But no matter how long she stared at the phone, she didn’t receive any response.

But she didn’t dare to cry too loudly, afraid that I might worry about her if I heard her crying.

Aurora covered her mouth and whimpered softly, like a wounded little animal.

Watching her cry, with a sad and wronged face, I felt like my heart was being torn apart. My wolf wept silently.

Unable to bear my daughter’s crying, I pretended not to hear and said, “Aurora, Mom is back.”

Aurora hurriedly hid under the blanket and pretended to be asleep.

But after all, she was just a little girl. It’s not that she can stop crying just by saying so.

She crouched in the blanket, her little shoulders trembling incessantly.

I sat by the bedside, gently patting my daughter’s back, my heart aching like a knife twist.

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