Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215

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My and need to be hot mokody else would notice perf Sebastien hadnit pushed me

w彩,将洽Geo walkoning many heran close up painfully. / hit my lower lip hard, trying

I kept-

each step bringing back flashes of what happened. The hunter’s cold eyes. The sound of the gun. Sebastien’s body slamming he moved with supernatural speed to protect me. The way his face had gone athen as the silver poison entered his system

of a rane tapping rhythmically against the floor pulled me from my thoughts. Tap. Tap. Tap. I looked up to see William Grey is way down the corr

ilver hair slightly disheveled, his usually impeccable suit wrinkled as if he’d dressed in haste.

Daniel jumped up from hit

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he’d been electrocuted, his head lowered slightly, shoulders tense. He looked exactly like what he was shment from the Alpha.

William didn’t eve seemed to ag台 damning Wa

Daniel. His eyes went straight to the illuminated Surgery in Progress” sign, and I watched as his face ae in seconds. The lines around his mouth deepened, his jaw clenching visibly as he stared at those three

and his expression shifted from stern authority to something that looked painfully like compassion. The sudden thing inside me crack.

say voice coming out raspy and strained. The word felt strange on my tongue, but right somehow. I swallowed hard Ming in my throat.

coled me with measured steps, his cane marking each one with a soft

papery against mine.

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Chapter 215

His voice was steady, but I could see the worry lurking in his eyes. William loved becastRe

the heir to everything William had built. But I also saw genuine concern for me

I couldn’t speak. My throat felt too tight. Instead, I squeezed his hand, drawing confer from the suspe

completely alone in this sterile, impersonal hallway.

We moved to the row of uncomfortable chairs. William sat with the dignity of a man who had found some

back straight despite the weariness evident in every line of his face. I sat beside tumour hands still

between us.

Please be okay, Sebastien. You can’t die because of me. Not like this. The words repeated in my heat the a desgatale pray

anxiously inside me, sensing my distress.

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