I Regret Being Alpha’s Secret Mate novel Chapter 278

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Chapter 261

I couldn’t involve him. I felt like a betrayal of Aurora.

And Ragnar… our relationship was a sham, a superficial performance.

We couldn’t share our true feelings, let alone my despair.

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I couldn’t speak the words, couldn’t bear to tell him what I carried inside. So, I had to bear the weight alone.

My grief for Aurora, my desperate need for justice for her, fueled my burning resentment towards Ayla and Lucian’s blind favoritism.

My wolf howled silently within, clawing at the cage of my human form.

I blamed myself for my powerlessness.

The uselessness gnawed at me, a crushing weight of guilt for Aurora and fury towards Ayla.

But I couldn’t avenge Aurora.

That frustration, that agonizing powerlessness, felt like a physical weight, crushing my chest, stealing my breath. My wolf thrashed, desperate for release, for violence.

The Pack healer had suggested that I find someone to share my burden, to release the emotions threatening to consume me.

The only person I could think of was Calista, unconscious in the Pack’s infirmary.

She was one of the few who truly loved and protected me.

But she was the only one I could talk to.

I wouldn’t have to worry about her reaction to what I had to tell her; the truth about Aurora’s death.

The Pack’s infirmary

I parked the car and rushed to Calista’s room. She was still unconscious.

Dr. Nathaniel Hale didn’t know when she would wake up.

Maggie saw my pale face.

“Seren, are you worried about Calista? Don’t worry, she’s in good hands.”

“I’m fine,” I forced a smile.”I just missed Calista.”

“Maggie, can I have a private moment with Calista?”

“Of course! I have something to attend to. I’ll leave Calista with you; the bodyguard will stay to ensure your privacy.”

Maggie seemed to sense my distress, her kindness a balm to my raw wounds.

“Thank you, Maggie.”

She smiled and left with a nurse, instructing the bodyguard to keep watch.

I sat beside Calista’s bed, taking her hand.

My face pressed against her wrinkled skin, I finally spoke the words that had choked me for too long.

Calista, my Aurora… she’s gone.”

The words tore at me, releasing a flood of tears. The acceptance of her death still eluded me.

Each mention of Aurora, each thought of her, felt like a fresh wound.

She was a piece of me, ripped away.

I waited so long for the medicine to save her, and Ayla killed her.

How could I not feel pain? How could I not hate?

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