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Chapter 29 ~ He.. Uh- I ran.. Told.. He
Clinton EditsOoops. So the war between Isla and Cayden begins. Cayden Is out to have his revenge for his Comatose mother. Who do think turned the deceived him? And how do you think this will make Isla feel? Totally unrelated>> {Evil laugh!!!!}
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His Regret Chapter 30 ~ Tunnel Flip
{Isla’s POV} “So there was this many casualties?” I was in the Court Hall with my Dad, Carlot, and Ralph. We were going through the reports of the Rogue assault on GreyHill and the values were alarming. “Sadly, yes Princess. Precisely, we lost forty-three Palace guards to upheaval.” Carlot replied to me. “And a lot more GreyHill dwellers.” “But where did such a gang come from?” I quizzed on. “We’ve never had such a threatening Rogues number before.” “I don’t know.” It was my Dad talking, his deep tone lined with anger. “But something is definitely off somewhere.” He mouthed, his expression crushed into a frown. “Yes, Lord Alpha. I totally agree.” Ralph started with a slight bow. “I noticed something odd during the attack.” He said. “What do you mean?” Carlot asked, taking a seat. Carlot loved standing and only took to sitting when he needed to focus on something important or interesting. To him, Ralph’s exposition was both. “Well, firstly, apart from their threatening number, t
His Regret Chapter 31 ~ A New Story Will Sprout
{Isla’s POV} Someone had caught me. I swiveled around and was greeted by deep ocean-blue eyes. Only one person I knew possessed such eyes. I immediately pushed myself away from his clinch, shooting him an irritated look which he reciprocated with a scowl. “The Court Hall is no place for Cartwheels, Princess.” He mouthed, continuing with his strides. Did he just call my artful flips and stunts Cartwheels? How dare he!? “Good day, Your Highness.” He greeted my Dad before I could retort. “Welcome, General.” My Dad responded. “Take a seat.” He gestured Cayden to one of the black leather chairs. Uh… what’s happening? I was still there standing and nobody bothered to spare me any attention as the men started distributing some file papers amongst themselves. Cayden was seated slightly close to Ralph who looked like he didn’t fancy the proximity as his arms stiffened up. I gulped at that. “And what is this all about?” I asked, finally calling some attention to myself. Only my Da
His Regret Chapter 32 ~ Flashback*
{Isla’s POV} The breeze was soft. The silence was gentle. Kayla’s room was serene. But I was tense! There was nothing soft, or peaceful, or bright about my day. For all I knew, it was the opposites. Hard, rough, and … whatever the opposite of serene is. And why was I this muddled? Well, it’s courtesy of General Cayden. He’s made me this way. His words had threatened me. He had reminded me of one of the best nights of my life— yet, the most dreadful night. The night when I had felt my wolf leap for the first time in response to its fated calling. The night when my only intent was to not stop searching until I was found by my other half. The night when I had abandoned everyone just for one person. That same night was in two days… On that night, I had paid a very huge price for love… and I’m not talking about rejecting my role as Princess or sacrificing my sovereignty… *FLASHBACK* [Two Years Ago On The Night Of The Mating Moon] I was scared. This was the feeling every werewo
His Regret Chapter 33 ~ The Glowing Bottle That Was Glowing
{Isla’s POV} “How can you read my thoughts?” I asked, beyond shocked as I stopped some good inches away— inches that would give me the upper hand at escaping in case of any sudden surprises. “I read everybody’s thoughts.” She mouthed, her voice shaky. “But yours? Yours is something else.” She says, looking more monstrous. But I only drew closer. “He’s my mate and I—” “You don’t want to reject him. But at the same time, you can’t juggle love and your duties as the future Queen. You’re scared it will be your weakness.” She took the words right out of my mental conception. “Y- yes.” I said slowly in acceptance. “I know I’m supposed to be devoted to my monarchical service.” I can’t believe I’m sharing my issues with a random witch. “But at the same time, I can’t get myself to forgo the bliss of having a mate.” I said sadly. Dad wouldn’t be proud of the way I was talking. “He may be the king but don’t allow your Dad to rule your own choices too.” She read it off my brain cortex once
His Regret Chapter 34 ~ Flying Pastries
{Isla’s POV} “Well, I don’t see myself ever leaving that handsome hunk alone.” I smiled gleefully… [PRESENT DAY] I’ve left that handsome hunk alone. And The Night Of The Mating Moon is in two days. “A price for a mistake...” I repeated the old lady’s words. It's going to-- “Hey, Isla.” A voice said. “What are you doing in my room?” I turned to the door and realized Kayla had walked in. She was putting on her Crawl clothes and some ash shoes— which meant she had been at the Arena. “You still go to the Arena?” I asked, frowning in my annoyance and she sighed. She sat down on the bed. “So this is about Cayden.” “Of course, Kayla. Of course, it’s about Cayden. Look at me.” I called her attention from her pink closet back to me. “Cayden is a dangerous man! He’s—” “Hey hey.” Kayla took my hands in her as she saw how serious I was getting. “I know he’s dangerous and I know he has bad intentions. I got that after you spoke to me last time.” She said softly. There was genuineness i
His Regret Chapter 35 ~ No Second Chance
{Isla’s POV} A lot has happened to me. I mean, A LOT! I was lying on the bed in my room and it was midnight and you would think that the peace that comes with the night would come to me. It didn’t! My mind was full of thoughts and my chest was full of plots. So I needed to talk to someone. And by someone, I mean my best friend, Andrea. But she was in her room, asleep. The time I desperately need to share my issues with her, she slumbers! Karma is really a bitch! Andrea had been wanting to chat so badly recently but I’ve been dismissing her, and now… Anyway, back to me. What’s the latest news? It’s officially one day before the Night of The Mating Moon. And Ralph kissed me. Yeah. And I’m talking about a passionate lip kiss. It was a really great kiss, but. But I slapped him. And it was a really great slap. Why? Well, it was… it’s— fuck! Here is a little FLASHBACK* “Talk about what?” I asked, a bit confused. “Talk about us.” Ralph said, strictly. “Us?” I said it l
His Regret Chapter 36 ~ Something A Lot Thicker
{Cayden’s POV} I stared at her. I stared at her like she wasn’t real. Like none of it was real. “How is she?” I finally asked the nurse who had been standing, gawking at me for more than five minutes. “She’s- uh.” The Nurse stuttered. “Your mother hasn’t been responding to treatments.” She muttered. “No new signs yet.” I frowned. I couldn’t tolerate such vexing news so I gripped something. Tightly. I immediately heard voices surrounding me and almost immediately, I could feel hands stroking over mine. “General. You’re choking her.” One voice said despairingly, and I hauled myself my thoughts and realized I had a nurse’s neck in my grasp. I released her. She gasped for air as I turned to walk away. I needed to get something done. “Hey, breathe!” One said. “How did it feel?” Another asked. “It was strong. He’s strong!” The victim said. I heard the nurses chatter as I walked out of the Royal Clinic. Nutty nurses! I sauntered through the walkway that led to her room. She
His Regret Chapter 37 ~ Damn
{Isla’s POV} Somedays we are stranded in our own lives. Like when your routines or obligations imprison you? You think I’m talking trash, don't you? But I’m not! It was noontime, a few hours before everywhere would become inky dark and the Mating Ball would begin. It is also called The Night Of The Mating Moon, as one this night, a full wolf Moon graces the Reigns. I dread that night, but here I am, dressed in a backless red Ball gown draped with the most glittering precious stones, ready to steal the show. But there will be no stealing of shows. Just wanted to make that clear. I had promised Andrea I would attend the Mating Ball, else, I would be locked up in my chambers, drinking hot tea and reading stories. Earlier today, Carlot had banged harshly on my door to tell me that my Mum requested my presence. And when I asked him why he had knocked so hard, he said "I become uncoordinated at night". Most silly excuse ever. But hey, it’s Carlot. My maids, all nine of them— in
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