Richard"Regina..." I called out her name, hoping for a response, but only the echo of my own voice answered me. She is no more. The silence that followed was deafening as if the world had come to a standstill. Memories of our shared laughter and conversations flooded my mind, making her absence even more unbearable. It was a painful realization that I would never hear her voice again. "Richard....," I turned my head to the voice and saw Charles standing there, his eyes filled with sorrow. "Go away..." I shouted through clenched teeth, my anger and grief intertwining in a volatile mix. Charles flinched at my outburst, but he didn't leave. Instead, he took a step closer, his voice filled with empathy as he softly said, "I understand your pain, Richard." "You understand my pain," I shouted with a bitter laugh, my voice laced with sarcasm. "How could you possibly understand? You didn't lose her; I did!" Charles's expression softened as he replied, "You're right, Richard. I can't ful
Richard"Regina..." I mumbled, feeling the warmth of her body again, with her heart pumping again as if it had never stopped. She is alive, and her presence fills me with a sense of relief and joy. The thought of losing her was unbearable, but now that she's here, I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love. "Regina," I mumbled, touching her face and feeling her warm breath on my fingertips. "Richard....," I heard her mumble with her eyes, not leaving mine, her voice filled with emotion. As she moves her hand to touch my face and wipes away the tears that I didn't even know were falling from my eyes, I realize how fortunate I am to have her by my side. I hugged her tight in my arms and whispered, "Thank you for being here with me. I don't know what I would do without you." As we held each other, the weight of my worries and pain seemed to melt away, replaced by a renewed sense of hope and strength. "Richard..." she mumbled, her head resting over my heart, he
RogerI smiled, staring at the image in front of me, feeling a rush of joy and nostalgia. The conflict finally came to an end, and I couldn't help but reflect on the long and arduous journey that led us here. But what didn't happen in the past happened now; Richard and Regian are together, safe and sound, their smiles mirroring the happiness in my heart. Seeing both of them smile and hug each other brought a sense of joy and relief that was indescribable. It was as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, knowing that their love had triumphed over all the obstacles they faced. The sacrifices they made and the strength they showed throughout their journey had finally paid off, and it was a beautiful sight to behold. "Roger..." Richard called, bringing me back from my thoughts. I turned to face him, noticing the tears welling up in his eyes. "Thank you, thank you for being there for us," Richard choked out, his voice filled with gratitude. "Without your support and encouragement
Regina Will Sam be angry with me? I may have disturbed his meeting. ‘Damn Regina, sometimes you can’t control yourself once you start talking.’ Shit, I hope my words didn’t make things hard for Sam. But then again, who was that guy sitting on Sam’s chair, even though I, being his sister, never once sat on it but was sitting on it as if he owned it? And why was Sam so nervous and stressed in front of him? I have never seen Sam so stressed in front of anyone; he is the Alpha, and everyone respects him, but that doesn't give a damn about Sam being an Alpha, as he is somehow bigger and more powerful than Sam the Alpha himself. I shook my head. ‘Why do I care? Who is he?' Right now, I am so angry at myself; all plans for today got ruined because Peter ditched me by changing our plans at the last minute. I was so happy to finally spend some alone time with him, but he had something important to do. What is so important that he has broken his promise? "I hate when people break their pro
"It was my mistake to trust you," Richard said, his voice roaring in anger. "I don’t know how to explain this to you," I said, my voice trembling. "Explain; what is there to explain?" Richard smiled sadly. "Let me remind you if you have forgotten. You, Regina, killed our child." His voice trembles as he speaks those words to me. "No...," I stopped. I can’t tell him the truth, not now. "Trust me, Richard. Please…" I begged. "Trust. You want me to trust you after what you have done?" Richard sighed, staring at me with doubt. "You killed our child, and you want me to trust you after this…” "Richard..." I mumbled. I wish I could have told you the truth about myself and the reason behind all my mistakes. "Just leave before I can’t control myself from doing the unknown," Richard sighed, turning his back on me. "Richard..." I tried to say. "Leave," Richard, along with his wolf, used his alpha tone on me, and I couldn’t help but surrender to his demands. I sighed, leaving Richard all
"Love is not love. Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! It is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken." I sighed happily upon reading those beautifully written words. I just have one wish in life: find a lover that loves me like the words written in the phrase. Similar to the meaning of the phrase. ‘Love is not true love which changes whenever an issue comes up or ends when the beloved disappears. No, it is a permanent thing that goes through wild storms and is never shaken. It is the constant North Star used as a guide by all lost ships. whose value is immeasurable, although it is often taken for granted. Love is not dependent on time, though your youthful rosy lips and cheeks are inevitably affected by the cruel effects of time, Love alters not only over the course of a few brief hours and weeks but bears it out even to the end of the world! If this is wrong and you can prove otherwise, I have neve
Regina "Is she alright?" I heard someone's worried voice. I heard a very familiar voice and opened my eyes, only to see Sam staring at me. "Are you okay?" he asks, handing me a glass of water. I nodded my hand at his words, taking the water from his hand and emptying the glass before handing it to Sam. "What happened to you?" Sam asked. I shook my head. "I don’t know... I was coming to your office when something hit me, and then bang, everything went blank, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself here with you." "You don’t know I was scared; I was seeing someone lying unconscious with a Lycan," Sam signs as he plants a gentle hand on my forehead before ruffling my hair with his hand. Lycan. Have I encountered a Lycan in my school? I don’t know, but if Sam is saying it, then it might be right. "You sure... you're fine?" Sam asks again. "Can you feel any pain in any part of your body, or do you still feel dizzy? I can call the doctor if you want." "Nah, I'm perfectly fine. S
Regina Will Sam be angry with me? I may have disturbed his meeting. ‘Damn Regina, sometimes you can’t control yourself once you start talking.’ Shit, I hope my words didn’t make things hard for Sam. But then again, who was that guy sitting on Sam’s chair, even though I, being his sister, never once sat on it but was sitting on it as if he owned it? And why was Sam so nervous and stressed in front of him? I have never seen Sam so stressed in front of anyone; he is the Alpha, and everyone respects him, but that doesn't give a damn about Sam being an Alpha, as he is somehow bigger and more powerful than Sam the Alpha himself. I shook my head. ‘Why do I care? Who is he?' Right now, I am so angry at myself; all plans for today got ruined because Peter ditched me by changing our plans at the last minute. I was so happy to finally spend some alone time with him, but he had something important to do. What is so important that he has broken his promise? "I hate when people break their pro