him.” Chapter 134 Miles leaned in, his l*ps brushing against hers in a chaste, romantic k*ss. He lingered for only a brief moment, but deep down he had hoped that it would last longer than it just did. He didn’t want to push her beyond her limit so he pulled back in understanding. Miles smiled, his voice soft and loving. “Hold on for just a second, my love. I’ll be back with Michael soon. I can’t wait to see the joy in his eyes when he hears that you’re awake.” Miles said,his voice pumped with enthusiasm. Alexia smiled back at him, her voice filled with affection. “Take your time, Miles. I’ll be right here.” Alexia said, she blew an invincible k*ss over to him at a distance that set his heart in a flutter. With one last lingering look at her, Miles reluctantly let go of Alexia’s hand and stepped away, his heart filled with excitement and a sense of urgency. He quickly reached for his phone and dialed Michael’s number, eager to deliver the news and witness the expression on his brother’s face when he heard the great news. As the phone rang, Miles’s mind raced with anticipation, the sound of the ringing echoing in the room. Finally, he heard Michael’s voice on the other end, “Miles, what’s happening? How is she?” Michael asked, impatiently. A smile tugged at the corners of Miles’s l*ps as he shared the long–awaited news. “Michael, she’s awake! Alexia has regained consciousness. It’s a miracle, Michael. She’s fighting and getting stronger.” A rush of excitement flooded Michael’s voice. Miles could hear how excited he was on the other side of the phone. He could almost see the expression on his face. “Thank the heavens! This is huge news, Miles, I can’t express how relieved I am to hear that. Please tell her how much I love her and that I would be there in only a second. Please, tell her to wait for me. Do wait, Miles! It will only take a minute.” With that, he terminated the call and began to unravel how he would mysteriously appear at the hospital in only a minute. Slow down, Micheal! Of course, she was going to wait for you. She could barely sit up on her own. Where the hell did you think she was going to run off to with those wobbly legs of hers? As Miles shared the news of Alexia’s awakening with Michael, a wave of disbelief and astonishment washed over Michael. His voice trembled with excitement as he struggled to find the right words to express his emotions. “Miles, you’re not kidding, right? She’s really awake? I can’t believe it!” Miles laughed, his voice filled with delight. “I’m not kidding, Michael. It’s true! Our prayers have been answered. Alexia has regained consciousness, and she’s asking for you.” Chapter 131 Michael’s heart soared, and he could barely contain his enthusiasm. “Oh my goodness! This is incredible!” Miles nodded, the joy evident in his voice. “It’s a miracle, Michael. I can’t begin to describe the relief I felt when I heard the news.” Michael’s voice grew even more animated, filled with infectious excitement. “I feel like I could jump for joy! This is the best news I’ve heard in so long. I’ve been so worried, Miles. I didn’t know if she would make it.” Miles’s voice brimmed with reassurance. “We all had our doubts, Michael. But Alexia is a fighter, and she’s proven time and time again that she has the strength to overcome any obstacle. She’s defying the odds.” Michael couldn’t contain his enthusiasm any longer. “I want to shout it from the rooftops, Miles! Alexia is awake! Our love has brought her back! It’s a miracle, an absolute miracle!” Miles laughed, sharing in his brother’s exuberance. “I know exactly how you feel, Michael. The joy in your voice is contagious. I can almost see it.” Miles teased. you for being Michael’s voice filled with gratitude and emotion. “Thank you, Miles. Thank there for her, for keeping me updated. I can’t wait to see her, to hold her, and to tell her how much I love her.” Miles’s voice held a note of affection. “You’ll have that chance soon, Michael.” Michael took a deep breath, trying to steady himself amidst the whirlwind of emotions. “I will, Miles. I’m on my way to her right now. I can’t wait to see her beautiful eyes again and feel the warmth of her touch.” Miles’s voice softened. “Take your time, Michael. Drive safely. Alexia is waiting for you. We’ll be here.” Micheal sprinted to the car in speed. Michael’s hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he drove towards the hospital. His foot pressed firmly on the accelerator, urging the car to move faster, as if he could somehow will time it to pass more swiftly. The radio played in the background, but Michael’s thoughts were consumed by the overwhelming joy and disbelief that filled his heart. The world outside the car seemed to blur, his focus solely on reaching the hospital and being by Alexia’s side. With each passing mile, Michael’s excitement grew, his enthusiasm radiating through every fiber of his being. He couldn’t help but let out bursts of exuberance, singing along to the songs on the radio, and occasionally shouting with giddy excitement. “Alexia,” he whispered to himself, a smile lighting up his face. “She’s awake. My love is awake!” He hit the steering wheel in excitement. 11:02 Tue, 23 Apr AG Chapter 11 The wind rushed through the open windows, tousling his hair as if celebrating the remarkable news. The passing scenery became a blur of colors and lights, matching the whirlwind of emotions that swirled within him. As he navigated through traffic, Michael couldn’t help but steal glances at the passenger seat, imagining Alexia sitting beside him, her smile radiant and eyes filled with joy. The thought of being reunited with her filled him with euphoria that he could hardly contain. The radio played a familiar love song, and Michael turned up the volume, singing along at the top of his lungs. The lyrics resonated with him, expressing the overflowing love and happiness that surged through his veins. He couldn’t help but let the music fuel his enthusiasm, his voice carried away by the melody. With each passing moment, Michael’s anticipation grew, his foot pressing down on the accelerator with urgency. The car zipped through the streets, the city lights passing in a blur as he weaved through traffic, eager to reach his destination. His heart pounded with excitement with the sound echoing in his cars. He glanced at the clock, his eyes widening in disbelief at how quickly the minutes seemed to fly by. It felt as though time itself was conspiring to bring him closer to the moment he had been longing for. A smile crept across his face as he recognized the familiar song, one that held a special place in his heart.. He couldn’t help himself. The melody tugged at his soul, urging him to sing along and he did: “Tonight’s gonna be a good night!” he sang out, his voice brimming with uncontainable joy.
Category: Loved by the twin alphas by Stephen
Loved by the twin alphas by Stephen
The story follows Alexia, a young woman ostracized by her pack due to her inability to shift into her wolf form. Bullied and humiliated by her sister Kayla and her peers, Alexia’s life takes a dramatic turn when she encounters the twin Alphas of her pack, Michael and Miles, who nearly mistake her for a rogue werewolf.
As Alexia navigates her complicated relationship with the Alphas, she discovers secrets about her family and her own identity. Meanwhile, tensions rise within the pack as Kayla’s manipulative behavior threatens to tear them apart. With the help of the Alphas, Alexia must confront her past and embrace her true self to find love and acceptance in a world filled with danger and deceit.
Chapter 133 The room was shrouded in darkness as Miles slept soundly. You could tell that he was exhausted. But the serenity of the night was abruptly shattered by the shrill ring of his phone. It pierced through the silence like a beacon of urgency. Mile’s eyes flew open due to the cries of his buzzing phone. He groaned in frustration. Who could have been calling him that morning? Who could have been interrupting his peaceful sleep? Who couldn’t wait till the sunny hours of the day till they bugged him. It was only Seven in the morning and that was when his eyes flew to the alarm clock. Wait a minute, it wasn’t Seven in the morning. It was freaking Ten in the morning and he was still in bed. Well, who could blame him? He deserved that much hours of sleep. His sleeping pattern had been more than disrupted these past few days and today his reflexes decided to give back what belongs to Caesar. He yawned and stretched out to ease his tense muscle and then he reached for the telephone and raised it to his ears, waiting for the caller to express themselves. He was a little frustrated that his sleeping was disturbed but he couldn’t complain. He was the Alpha and he should be used to this already; Sacrificing his sleep to tend to the needs of the pack members. Well, he was getting used to it. Except that, this time it wasn’t the pack members who were ringing from him. This call was from the hospital. The one where Alexia was newly admitted after the transfer. He remembered the last time they placed a call through to him. It hadn’t been good news, and now they were calling again. What could have possibly gone wrong this time. Fear coursed through me as I heard the nurse speak and mention that she was calling from the hospital. I couldn’t wait for her to spill the reason for her calling. “Hello?” he spoke, his voice laden with a mix of fear and anticipation. The voice on the other end, a voice he recognized as belonging to one of the hospital staff, delivered news that left him breathless. “Mr. Miles, we have good news. Alexia’s condition has stabilized, and she has shown signs of regaining consciousness.” Relief surged through Miles like a tidal wave, replacing the fear that had gripped him just moments before. A wide smile spread across his face. “That’s great news!” Miles announced as he sprung up from the bed he laid on minutes ago in enthusiasm. “Can I come see her?” He paused and continued, “Right now?” The voice on the other end replied, the reassurance palpable in their words. “Yes, Mr. Miles, you can come to the hospital. She’s awake and asking for you. It seems like she’s recovering. I’m positive that it’s happening.” A surge of emotions washed over Miles as he absorbed the news that the nurse had just broken to him. His excitement was like a man whose pregnant wife had just put to bed. Joy and a maddening heart pumping sensation erupted within him, fueling his excitement. “I’ll be there as soon as possible. Please let her know that I’m on my way.” The voice on the other end assured him, “We’ll pass along the message. Take your time, Mr. Miles, and drive safely. Alexia’s in good hands.” 1/3 11:02 Tue, 23 Apr AG- Chapter 133 With a maddening excitement, Miles ended the call, his mind racing with anticipation. He couldn’t wait to see Alexia, to hold her hand and assure her that everything would be alright. As he hurriedly got dressed, he couldn’t suppress the excitement that bubbled within him. He was exhilarated beyond words. Minutes later, he was on his way to the hospital, each passing second filled with both impatience and a renewed sense of optimism. If not that he had to be alive to see Alexia then. the manner of his reckless driving wouldn’t have mattered to him in the least possible way. He wouldn’t live to see her if he had continued to drive in the manner in which he had started so he cautioned his hands and held onto the steering with great care to survive this feat of driving. The ultimate prize was that; he would get to see Alexia. He maneuvered the cars and managed to get to the hospital without killing himself and then with haste, he strolled into the hospital with zeal; to see Alexia. As he stepped into the hospital, a strong sense of anticipation coursed through his veins. He scrutinized the hospital walls and for the first time everywhere seemed to be brighter. Was it because of Alexia’s consciousness? Or maybe he was just making things up in his head or maybe not? He couldn’t tell. All that mattered to him right now, was that he was going to see Alexia again. And there she was, lying in the hospital bed, her eyes fluttering open as if sensing his presence. A smile tugged at the corners of her l*ps, and the moment their eyes met, an indescribable warmth filled his heart and made him feel fuzzy and warm on the inside. “Alexia,” he breathed, his voice filled with awe and love. “You’re awake. I can’t believe you’re finally awake.” She reached out a weak hand, and he clasped it gently, as if afraid that she might disappear if he held too tightly. “Miles,” she whispered, “You’re here.” She announced, a smile tugging at the corner of her l*ps. Of course he was here, Alexia! What stood right in front of you? A hologram? No! Dumbass! It was him, Miles. He was real and yes, you’re conscious. Miles held Alexia’s hand squeezing it tightly, with concern filling his eyes. Alexia, my love, how are you feeling? Are you in any pain?” Alexia’s eyes twinkled with a flicker of strength as she mustered a weak smile on her l*ps. “I won’t deny it, Miles. I’m still feeling some pain, but it’s bearable. I’ll be fine. I promise. She squeezed his hand in assurance. Miles’s voice filled with tenderness as he brushed a tendril of hair away from her face. You are the strongest person I know, Alexia. I couldn’t be more proud of you for fighting through this. I knew you’d get through this. I’m proud of you, Alexia. You’ve shown incredible courage. Miles pressed a gentle k*ss to her forehead, his voice filled with affection. “I will always be here for you. Alexia. To comfort you, to hold your hand, and to be your rock. Be strong for Tue, 23 Apr Chapter 13 me, okay?” A moment of comfortable silence passed; one which both of them weren’t compelled to fill in the silence with words. Miles gently squeezed Alexia’s hand and looked into her eyes with love and tenderness. “Alexia, my love, there’s something I need to do. I have to let Michael know that you’ve regained consciousness. He’ll be relieved and overjoyed to hear this news,” Alexia’s eyes batted weakly. She was gradually recovering from the effect but it was going to take a while. “Of course, Miles. Please, go ahead. I know how much Michael cares for me. Share the news with him.”
Chapter 132 heavy with anger. Kayla’s pleas fell on deaf ears as Michael stormed out of the room, his ste The weight of the situation pressed upon him, the fear of losing Alexia intensifying his resolve. He couldn’t let Kayla’s silence hinder his pursuit of justice. As he walked through the corridors of the mental hospital, frustration gnawed at his every step. He clenched his fists, feeling the sting of betrayal and the ache of uncertainty. Outside the hospital, Michael took a deep breath, the cool air soothing his restless mind. He stared into the distance, his jaw set with determination. “I won’t let this setback break me. Alexia needs me, and I won’t rest until I find the truth and bring justice to those responsible.” With that unwavering resolve in his heart, Michael got into his car, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. He accelerated down the road, leaving the mental hospital and its unanswered questions behind. His mind raced with thoughts of Alexia, the uncertainty of her condition lingering in his thoughts. But amidst the fear and frustration, a spark of hope emerged. He knew he had to exhaust every avenue to save her, to unravel the mystery that surrounded her poisoning: As he drove towards a new destination, his determination grew stronger. He would not let Kayla’s refusal to speak the truth deter him. He would continue his search, follow every lead, and do whatever it took to bring justice to those who had harmed his mate. The road stretched out before him, symbolizing the daunting path ahead. But Michael was prepared to face it head–on, his love for Alexia serving as his guiding light. With a fierce determination burning in his eyes, he pressed on, determined to find the answers and save the one he cherished most. Michael’s phone buzzed in his hand, and he saw it was a call from Miles. Dread tightened around his heart as he answered, bracing himself for the news about Alexia. “Miles, what’s happening?” Miles’s voice carried a sense of urgency and concern. “Michael, it’s Alexia. Her condition has worsened. The doctors are doing everything they can, but her health is deteriorating rapidly.” Pain shot through Michael’s ch*st , his breath catching in his throat. The world around him seemed to fade as he absorbed the devastating update. “No, not Alexia. We can’t lose her. I won’t let that happen.” Miles’s voice was filled with determination, matching Michael’s resolve. “I’m with brother. We’ll do whatever it takes to save her. But we can’t let Kayla get away with what she’s you. done. She must pay for putting Alexia in this position.” Michael’s grip tightened on the phone, his jaw clenching with anger. “You’re right, Miles. Kayla will face the consequences of her actions. No one hurts our mate and goes unpunished. I swear, I’ll make her suffer for what she’s done.” 1/3 Chapter 132 Miles’s voice carried a mixture of support and determination. “We’ll find the truth, Michael. And when we do, justice will be served. Alexia needs us now more than ever, and we won’t let her down.” A surge of adrenaline coursed through Michael’s veins as he nodded, a steely resolve settling in his gaze. “We’ll leave no stone unturned, Miles. We’ll find the evidence, expose the truth, and ensure Kayla faces the consequences she deserves. For Alexia’s sake.” The brothers shared a moment of silent understanding, their bond strengthened by their shared love for Alexia. They knew the path ahead would be fraught with challenges, but they were prepared to face them together, united in their determination to save their mate. As the call ended, Michael stared into the distance, a fire burning within him. His love for Alexia fueled his every step, and he knew he would stop at nothing to bring her back from the brink. With Miles by his side, they would navigate the darkness, uncover the truth, and fight for justice. Taking a deep breath, Michael whispered to the wind, his voice filled with determination. As Michael stood outside the mental hospital, his phone rang again, this time with Jenna’s name flashing on the screen. He answered with a heavy heart, knowing he had to share the devastating news with his sister. “Jenna, it’s me. There’s something you need to know about Alexia. Jenna’s voice trembled with concern. “Michael, what’s happened? How is Alexia?” Michael took a deep breath, trying to steady his voice as he began to explain. “Her condition has worsened, Jenna. The doctors are doing everything they can, but it’s not looking good. They’re struggling to find the right antidote for the poison she was exposed to.” A heavy silence settled between them as Jenna absorbed the weight of the news. Michael. could almost hear her heart breaking over the phone. Finally, Jenna spoke, her voice filled with a mix of sadness and determination. “Oh, Michael. That’s… devastating. We can’t lose her. I know how you and Miles feel about her.” Michael’s voice cracked with emotion. “I know, Jenna. It’s tearing me apart. But we have to stay strong for her. We have to believe in her strength and the power of the love we share.” Jenna’s voice softened as she offered her support. “You’re right, Michael. We can’t lose hope. Alexia is a fighter, and we’ll fight with her. We’ll keep praying and sending positive energy her way. And you, my dear brother, you need to take care of yourself too.” Jenna said, trying as much as possible to comfort her brother and prevent him from breaking down. A heavy sigh escaped Michael’s l*ps as he leaned against the car, his mind racing with worry and fear. “It’s so hard, Jenna. The thought of losing her… I can’t bear it. But I’ll try my best to take care of myself. For her.” Jenna’s voice was filled with love and understanding. “You’re doing everything you can, Michael. And remember, you’re not alone. We’re all here for you. Lean on us when you need Chapter 132 to, and don’t hesitate to ask for help.” A mixture of gratitude and sadness washed over Michael. “Thank you, Jenna. Your words mean the world to me. I don’t know what I would do without your support.” Jenna’s voice carried a hint of a smile. “That’s what family is for, Michael. We’re here to support and uplift one another, especially during the toughest times. We’ll get through this together.” As they continued to talk, Michael felt a glimmer of hope igniting within him. Jenna’s unwavering faith and love bolstered his own spirits, reminding him that he wasn’t alone in this difficult journey. They shared memories of Alexia, recalling her strength, her laughter, and the love that bound them all together. Before saying their goodbyes, Jenna made one last heartfelt plea. “Michael, please take care of yourself. Alexia needs you to be strong. And remember, miracles happen. Let’s hold onto hope and believe that she’ll recover.” Michael nodded, his voice filled with determination. “I will, Jenna. I’ll do whatever it takes to support Alexia and take care of myself. We won’t give up on her. We’ll fight until the very end.” As the call ended, Michael stared into the night sky, a mix of emotions swirling within him. He knew the road ahead would be arduous, filled with uncertainty and fear. But with his sister’s unwavering support and the love they shared for Alexia, he found the strength to keep going. Taking a deep breath, Michael whispered a silent prayer, sending his love to Alexia. He hoped deep down that she could hear his prayer, wherever she was in the void of the universe. “Hold on, Alexia. You’ll get through this, I promise!”
Chapter 131 The tires screeched against the asphalt as he accelerated, driving with a relentless purpose? towards the mental hospital where Kayla was confined. Each passing moment only fueled his frustration and intensified his need for answers. As he navigated the winding roads, his grip on the steering wheel remained tight. Thoughts. of Alexia’s worsening condition haunted him, each passing second ticking away precious time. Fury burned within Michael’s ch*st , a fiery ember that threatened to engulf him. The weight of responsibility bore down on him heavily, and his anger fueled his determination to get to the bottom of the situation. The mere idea that Kayla may have played a role in Alexia’s poisoning ignited a rage unlike any he had felt before. With each passing mile, his frustration grew, his mind replaying memories of Alexia’s suffering. He couldn’t comprehend the cruelty of someone intentionally harming Alexia, and it only stoked the flames of his anger. The sound of his racing heartbeat reverberated in his ears, a constant reminder of the urgency of their situation. Finally, the mental hospital loomed into view, its imposing facade casting a shadow over his thoughts. Michael’s foot pressed firmly against the brake pedal as he screeched to a halt, the car coming to a jolting stop. He flung open the car door, his movements swift and forceful, reflection of the storm raging within him. a The slam of the car door echoed through the empty air, a resounding punctuation mark to his frustration. Michael stood there, his b*dy tense and his eyes blazing with determination. This was the moment he would confront Kayla, demanding answers, and seeking justice for her sister’s suffering. He wondered how cruel a person could be to want to kill her very own. sister. To poison her biological sister. Kayla was indeed the devil in a wolf’s clothing. The scene paused in that charged moment, the air heavy with anticipation. Michael’s jaw clenched, his gaze fixed on the entrance of the mental hospital. He steeled himself for the confrontation that awaited, knowing that whatever lay ahead, he would stop at nothing to ensure that those responsible for Alexia’s pain would face the consequences. With a resolute breath, Michael stepped forward, striding towards the entrance of the mental hospital. The path ahead was fraught with uncertainty, but his resolve burned brighter than ever. Determined and fueled by a mix of anger and love, he prepared to face Kayla, ready to unearth the truth and fight for justice. Michael entered the mental hospital, his heart pounding with a mix of anger, fear, and desperation. Determination burned in his eyes as he swiftly made his way through the sterile corridors, searching for Kayla’s room. His footsteps echoed in the quiet halls, each step carrying him closer to the confrontation he desperately sought. 1/3 11:02 Tue, 23 Apr Chapter 131 Finally, he reached the door, his hand trembling as he pushed it open. Inside, Kayla sat on the edge of her bed, her expression a mix of surprise and apprehension. Their eyes locked, and a heavy silence filled the room. Kayla’s voice quivered as she began to speak, her words filled with a mix of remorse and desperation. “Michael, please… You have to understand. I never meant for any of this to happen. I love you, and I wasn’t the one who hurt Alexia. I swear to you that I know nothing about her condition.” Michael’s face hardened, his anger simmering just below the surface. “Don’t you dare speak of love,” he spat, his voice laced with bitterness. “You’ve caused enough pain already.” Tears welled up in Kayla’s eyes as she reached out a trembling hand towards him. “Michael, please, believe me. I made a terrible mistake, but I never intended for it to go this far. I never wanted Alexia to suffer.” Michael’s grip tightened into a fist, his emotions swirling within him. The sight of Kayla’s tears tugged at his heart, but the weight of her sister’s suffering loomed larger. “You expect me to believe your words now? After everything that has happened?” Kayla’s voice cracked as she pleaded, her vulnerability on full display. “I’m begging you, Michael. Give me a chance to make things right. I’ll do whatever it takes. Just please, don’t let our past cloud your judgment.” A battle raged within Michael, torn between the memories of their shared history and the pain inflicted upon his mate. He loosened his grip slightly, allowing his anger to subside, but the wounds remained fresh. “You can’t undo what has been done, Kayla. The damage is already done.” Tears streamed down Kayla’s face as she lowered her gaze, her voice barely a whisper. “I know… and I’ll have to live with that guilt for the rest of my life. But please, don’t let it consume us. We can find a way to heal.” Michael’s features softened as he looked at the woman he once loved, their past intertwined with heartache and regret. The anger in his eyes began to fade, replaced by a mix of sorrow and resignation. “I can’t forgive you, Kayla. Not now, maybe not ever. But I won’t let my hatred consume me either. Alexia needs me.” Kayla nodded, tears still streaming down her cheeks. “I understand. Just… promise me you’ll find a way to get me out of here.” Michael rose from his seat, shaken by the words he just heard Kayla speak. “I can’t believe you, Kayla.” Your very own sister is on the verge of dying and the only thing you can think of is freeing yourself from the mental hospital. I hate to break it to you, but this is where you truly belong because I had suspected that you were crazy but now you confirmed to me that are indeed delusional. You are crazy, Kayla!” Michael stated. A heavy sigh escaped Michael’s l*ps as he turned away, his resolve solidifying. “I will do 2/3 12 Tue, 23 API Chapter 131 whatever it takes to save your sister, Alexia. But as for us, Kayla… our chapter ends here.” With those final words, Michael left the room, leaving behind a shattered connection and à trail of unanswered questions. The weight of his mate’s life hung heavy on his shoulders, propelling him forward in his relentless pursuit of a solution. As he walked away, a mix of pain and determination etched into his expression, he knew that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, but he would not waver in his mission to save Alexia and make sure that Kayla rotted in this place.
Chapter 130 Michael nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and determination. “Doctor, I appreciate your effort but I don’t think you’re doing enough for her.” he murmured, his voice laced with a quiet resolve. “Please, continue doing everything in your power because I’m starting to lose trust in your expertise.” Michael ranted with speed. In the face of adversity, Michael’s determination burned bright, igniting a flicker of hope amidst the darkness. He would not let despair consume him. Together with his pack and the medical professionals, they would navigate the storm, hoping for a ray of light to guide them towards a path of healing and recovery. Michael listened to the doctor’s words, his heart sinking with each passing moment. The realization that they were facing a crucial obstacle in saving Alexia’s life hit him like a blow. The uncertainty surrounding the type of wolfsbane used in the poisoning added a layer of complexity to their already dire situation. Frustration flickered in Michael’s eyes as he met the doctor’s gaze. “Tunderstand the challenge,” he said, his voice tinged with a mix of urgency and determination. “But there must be something we can do. We can’t just stand by and watch her suffer.” The doctor nodded sympathetically, acknowledging Michael’s distress. “I assure you, we’re doing everything we can,” he replied. “We’ve been in contact with other experts in the field, scouring research and gathering information. Once we determine the specific type of wolfsbane, we can explore potential antidotes or treatments.” Michael’s grip tightened around Alexia’s hand, his mind racing with a sense of urgency. He couldn’t bear the thought of his mate’s life sl*pping away, their efforts hindered by a lack of knowledge. He turned to the doctor, his voice filled with a mix of desperation and determination. “I beg of you, Doctor,” he pleaded. “Please, exhaust every resource available to identify the type of wolfsbane. We can’t afford to waste any time. Alexia’s life hangs in the balance.” The doctor’s expression softened, understanding the weight of Michael’s words. I assure you, Alpha Michael, we are sparing no effort in our investigation,” he said earnestly. “We are collaborating with renowned experts and exploring all available databases and resources. We won’t rest until we find answers. Michael nodded, his gaze never leaving his mate’s frail form. He knew that time was of the essence, and the clock seemed to be ticking faster with each passing second. He drew in a deep breath, gathering his resolve. “We’re counting on you,” Michael said, his voice filled with a mixture of gratitude and determination. “Please, keep us updated. I and my brother, will do everything we can to support you in this battle.” The doctor nodded, a flicker of determination in his own eyes. “I appreciate your trust, Alpha Michael,” he replied, “Rest assured, we will continue to explore every avenue.” As the doctor left the room, Michael remained by Alexia’s side, a maelstrom of emotions swirling within him. Fear, frustration, and hope intermingled, fueling his determination to fight for his mate’s life. He whispered words of encouragement, promising her that they would find a way, that they would not let her down. In the face of uncertainty, Michael held onto a glimmer of hope, clinging to the belief that together, they would overcome the obstacles before them. The battle to save Alexia’s life was far from over, but the unwavering love and support of her family would remain a steadfast force, propelling them forward. Michael’s frustration boiled over, his emptions reaching a breaking point. With a surge of raw intensity, he stormed out of the hospital and towards his car, his footsteps echoing with a mix of anger and desperation. His hands trembled with pent- up energy as he fumbled for the car keys, his heart pounding in his ch*st . As he slid into the driver’s seat, his grip tightened around the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. The weight of the situation bore down on him, suffocating his thoughts, and he unleashed a powerful punch against the unyielding metal. The impact reverberated through the car, a physical manifestation of his overwhelming frustration. A guttural scream escaped Michael’s l*ps, carrying with it a mix of anguish, anger, and helplessness. The sound filled the confined space of the car, serving as a release valve for the tumultuous emotions that threatened to consume him. It echoed through the quiet streets, a piercing cry that spoke volumes of his anguish. Tears welled up in Michael’s eyes as he tried to make sense of the overwhelming weight of the situation. He was a leader, an Alpha, and yet in that moment, he felt utterly powerless. His heart ached for Alexia, for the pain she was enduring, and for his own inability to protect her. With each breath he took, he attempted to regain control, to harness the storm of emotions swirling within him. His grip on the steering wheel relaxed, his hands trembling with the remnants of his outburst. The echoes of his scream slowly faded, leaving behind a heavy silence that mirrored the weight on his shoulders. In that moment of solitude, Michael allowed himself to feel the depths of his emotions, acknowledging the frustration, the fear, and the overwhelming love he had for his mate. He wiped away the tears that streaked his checks, his resolve solidifying amidst the remnants of his anger. Through gritted teeth, he whispered to himself, a vow to rever give up. “I won’t let her down,” he affirmed, his voice resolute. I will find a way, no matter the cost.” With determination coursing through his veins, Michael turned the key in the ignition, the engine coming to life. As he pulled away from the curb, his mind focused on the next steps, on fighting for Alexia’s life with every fiber of his being. The echoes of his scream still hung in the air, a testament to the depth of his anguish. But in that moment, as he drove into the night, Michael vowed to channel his pain into unwavering resolve, refusing to let despair consume him.
Chapter 129 Jenna nodded, her eyes reflecting her gratitude for Miles‘ words of wisdom. She knew he wanted nothing but happiness and protection for her, even if their opinions on matters of the heart and literally everything in general sometimes differed. The bond they shared was unbreakable and sometimes even tough to maintain as they argued a lot, but all in all, she valued his guidance. “Thank you, Miles,” she murmured, her voice filled with appreciation. I’ll keep your advice close to my heart. And don’t worry. I’ll take good care of myself and I’ll stay away from Axiel.” Jenna pledged as she recited the monologue like a nursery. rhyme. Miles released Jenna from their embrace, his hand gently caressing her cheek before he turned to leave. As he walked away. his heart filled with a mix of emotions, he cast one last glance back at his sister. “Stay strong, Jenna,” he called out, his voice carrying a blend of love and encouragement. “Remember, I’m always here for you, no matter what.” Miles offered. Jenna watched him go, a renewed sense of strength filling her being. She knew that she had a brother who would always have her back, supporting her through thick and thin. Michael’s hands trembled as he dialed the number, his anxiety mounting with each passing moment. The phone rang, the sound echoing in his ears until finally, someone answered on the other end. “Hospital, how can I help you?” came the voice of the receptionist. This is Alpha Michael,‘ he replied, his voice filled with urgency. “I received a distress call. What’s happening? Is my mate, Alexia, alright?” The receptionist hesitated for a brief moment, sensing the desperation in Michael’s voice. I’m sorry, Alpha Michael, but there has been a complication,” she finally admitted, her tone sympathetic. “Alexia’s condition has worsened. The doctors are doing everything they can, but they’re requesting your immediate presence.” A surge of panic coursed through Michael’s veins, threatening to overwhelm him. “What kind of complication?” he demanded, his voice strained. “Tell me the truth!” Michael demanded, with fury laced in his tone. The receptionist sighed, her voice tinged with empathy. “She’s experiencing severe reactions to the treatment. It’s a delicate situation, and they need your guidance and support. Please, hurry.” The nurse stated with urgency in her tone. Michael clenched his fists, his emotions in turmoil. Fear and determination waged a fierce battle within him as he processed the dire news. His mate’s life hung in the balance, and he couldn’t afford to waste a single second. “I’ll be there,” he declared, his voice firm. “Tell the doctors that I’m on my way. We won’t lose her. I won’t let that happen.” As he hung up the phone, Michael’s heart pounded against his ch*st , his thoughts consumed by a single purpose–to reach his Alexia’s side and fight for her life. He knew the days ahead would be difficult to handle, but he refused to let despair cloud his judgment. What could have possibly gone wrong? What could have happened? He told the doctors to look after her and I didn’t know how they had left her to make this happen to her. He was beyond dismayed. Turning to his pack members, who had been listening intently, Michael’s voice trembled with both determination and vulnerability. “I need to go to the hospital immediately,” he commanded. “Alexia needs me now more than ever. I can’t afford to waste any time. I’ll just see to it when I get back. He gestured towards the stack of papers scattered across the table. The pack members nodded, their expressions reflecting their unwavering loyalty and support. They understood the gravity of the situation, and they were prepared to stand by their Alpha’s side in the battle for Alexia’s life. Hastily, he swiftly made his way towards the hospital, his steps propelled by a mixture of fear and determination. Each passing moment felt like an eternity, the weight of the unknown heavy upon his hearts. As he raced against time, Michael’s thoughts were consumed by a single prayer. He silently pleaded for his mate’s recovery, vowing to do whatever it took to ensure that she would overcome this ordeal. The bond between them was unbreakable, and he would fight with every fiber of his being to protect and save the life of the person he held dear. Michael rushed through the hospital corridors, his heart pounding in his ch*st . The doctor had just delivered dwOTT news about his future Luna’s deteriorating condition, and it weighed heavily on his shoulders. With each step, his deepened, his thoughts consumed by the fragility of life and the uncertainty of the future. Entering the room where Alexia lay, Michael’s eyes were drawn to the sight of Alexia’s now pale face and weakened form.. The sight pierced his heart, aching with a mixture of fear and helplessness. He approached the doctor, his voice filled with a mix of desperation and fear. “Doctor, please,” Michael implored, his voice cracking with emotion. “What can we do? How can we save her? She’s my mate, my family. I can’t bear to lose her.” The doctor met Michael’s gaze, his own expression filled with empathy and the weight of responsibility. He took a deep breath, choosing his words carefully. “I understand your concern, Alpha Michael,” he replied softly. “We’re doing everything we can to stabilize her condition. The poison has caused severe damage, but we’re using all available resources to combat it.” A surge of frustration coursed through Michael’s veins, his fists clenching at his sides. He couldn’t bear the thought of losing his mate, the thought of her life sl*pping away despite their efforts. “But what more can we do?” Michael pressed, his voice tinged with desperation. “There must be something. Some treatment, some solution. I can’t just stand by and watch her fade away.” The doctor placed a hand on Michael’s shoulder, offering a small measure of solace. “We’re exploring every possible avenue, Alpha Michael,” he reassured. “Our team is conducting a research, consulting with specialists, and trying experimental treatments. We won’t give up on her.
Chapter 128 Jenna took the tissue from Miles, wiping away her tears as she tried to compose herself. “I hate him for everything he put me through. I thought he cared about me, but he only caused me pain.” Miles looked at his sister with empathy in his eyes. “I know, Jenna. I’ve seen how much he hurt you. That’s why I can’t stand the thought of you getting hurt again.” Jenna’s voice trembled as she spoke. “I don’t want him in my life anymore, Miles. I deserve better. I deserve someone who truly loves and respects me.” Miles nodded, his expression filled with understanding. “You’re absolutely right, Jenna. You deserve someone who appreciates you and treats you the way you deserve to be treated. Axiel doesn’t deserve a second chance.” Miles said. This had been easier than he had thought. He had expected them to wrestle over the matter of Axiel,but surprisingly he didn’t have to do any of that. All he had to do was just back up her declarations. you Jenna wiped away another tear and took a deep breath. “Thank you, Miles, for looking out for me. I know it’s because yo care about me.” Okay, at this point, Miles wasn’t sure whether she was faking this because she just wanted to get him off her trail or she indeed meant that. It felt confusing. Too good to be true! Was Jenna really over Axiel or was this just a facade? Miles had no idea and he couldn’t even bring the topic up because the atmosphere was so serene. In fact, too serene from what he had expected and what he had prepared himself for. He had prepared himself for a battled conversation and not one of tea parties, or love and k*sses, because this was what their conversation was. They were agreeing too much and that raised some kind of suspicion in Miles. Miles gave her a gentle smile. “Of course, Jenna. You’re my sister, and I’ll always be here for you. I just want you to be happy and safe. With that, Miles leaned forward and gave her a warm hug. One that was soothing and for once, everything felt right after a long time. That was the power of a good hug. Jenna took a deep breath, trying to steady herself before speaking. “Miles, how is Alexia? Have there been any improvements in her condition?” Jenna asked. She had been too engrossed in her own issues that she had failed to consider how her. brothers might have been feeling given the current state of health of their mate; Alexia, who had been poisoned with Wolfsbane by her very own sister. Unbelievable!! Miles sighed, his face reflecting his concern. “I wish I could say yes, Jenna, but her condition is still critical. The doctors are doing everything they can, but it’s a difficult situation.” Tears welled up in Jenna’s eyes again, and she clenched her fists. “I can’t believe someone would do this to Alexia, It’s unforgivable. Kayla, her own sister, how could she poison her with Wolfsbane? She should be punished severely for what she’s done.” Miles nodded, understanding the depth of Jenna’s anger. “I share your frustration, Jenna. What Kayla did is beyond comprehension. She betrayed her own blood, and if she’s responsible for Alexia’s condition, which of course she is, even if she denies this every fu time! She deserves to face the consequences, which she will, after Alexia’s recovered.” Jenna’s voice quivered with a mixture of anger and sadness. “I know I never really trusted Kayla, Miles. I never even liked her. I had always known that there was something about that girl but I couldn’t quite wrap my finger around it. I thought that even when she didn’t care about Alexia, she would have some amount of sympathy towards her as they’re blood relatives but I guess I was wrong. Kayla is just a heartless b**ch! Nothing more!” Jenna scoffed. It empathy. “We’ll do everything we can to ensure justice prevails. Alexa is our priority, and we won’t let anyone get away with hurting her.” Jenna’s gaze softened, a mix of gratitude and determination shining through. She appreciated Miles‘ unwavering support yand shared commitment to seeking justice for Alexa. I’m glad you’re on the same page, Jénna replied, her voice filled with a newfound resolve. “We won’t let Kayla’s actions go unpunished. Alexa deserves justice, and we’ll make sure she gets it.” Chapter 128 As Miles prepared to leave, a mixture of concern and affection painted his features. He turned to Jenna, his eyes filled with a brotherly love that transcended their differences. With a gentle smile, he opened his arms, extending a warm embrace. Jenna, understanding the unspoken words of love and protection, stepped forward, wrapping her arms tightly around Miles. The embrace offered a momentary respite from the challenges they faced, reminding them of the unbreakable bond they shared as siblings. “Take good care of yourself, Jenna,” Miles whispered, his voice laced with genuine concern. “Remember, you’re stronger than you think. And please, stay away from Axiel, for your own sake.” He added the last part with a playful tone, attempting to lighten the heaviness of the conversation they just had. Jenna couldn’t help but chuckle, her tears of sadness momentarily replaced by a glimmer of amusement and humor. She Jooked up at Miles, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and playfully retorted, ‘Oh, don’t worry, Miles. I’ll stay far away from him. The last thing I need is more heartache. She said, hoping that her composed monologue would steer Miles away from her trail Miles grinned, a sense of relief washing over him as Jenna embraced the lightness of the moment. That’s my girl,” he replied, his voice filled with affectionate pride. “Remember, you deserve someone who will cherish and respect you. Don’t settle for anything less and most especially don’t settle for Axiel. He added with his tone descending in darkness as he mentioned the word “Axiel.”
Chapter 127 Miles quickened his pace as he approached Jenna’s house, a knot of worry tightening in his stomach. Catching a glimpse of Axiel’s figure disappearing in the distance, he knew something was amiss. A surge of urgency propelled him forward, hastening his steps along the pathway. As he drew closer to the house, Miles’s mind raced with a flurry of thoughts. What could have happened between Axiel and Jenna to leave her in such a state of distress? His protective instincts flared, fueling his determination to uncover the truth and support his sist His footsteps echoed on the pavement, the rhythm of his strides matching the rapid beat of his heart. Each step brought him closer to the answers he sought, the weight of responsibility settling on his shoulders. He couldn’t bear the thought of Jenna suffering alone, and he vowed to be there for her, no matter the circumstances. Miles‘ mind began to assemble different thoughts, mulling over the events that had transpired. “What could have driven Axiel to come close to Jenna like this? Did I miss any signs of trouble? How could I have been so blind? Doubt crept into hist thoughts, tinged with self–blame. He wondered if there was anything he could have done to prevent Jenna’s pain. As he continued his journey, memories of Jenna and Axiel’s relationship flickered through his mind. Moments of laughter intertwined with a sense of unease and skepticism. He questioned the authenticity of Axiel’s intentions, wondering if his sister had been deceived by a facade. The pathway stretched ahead, the distance between Miles and the truth closing with each determined step. He steeled himself for what lay ahead, knowing that the conversation with Jenna would reveal the depths of her anguish. It pained him to see his sister in such turmoil, and a mix of anger and protectiveness fueled his resolve to confront Axiel. Miles quickened his pace, a surge of adrenaline propelling him forward. He was determined to reach Jenna, to offer her the comfort and’s support she needed in this difficult time. Whatever had transpired, he knew he had to be there for her, to help pick up the pieces of her broken heart. As he neared the house, Miles took a deep breath, steadying himself for the emotional storm that awaited. The pathway had led him to the threshold of answers, and with unwavering determination, he prepared to face the truth and stand by his sister’s side, no matter the outcome. With fury, he landed a loud knock on the door. No one answered. As he raised his hand to knock again, he heard someone sniff. Jenna?” Jenna? Is that you?” He asked, his tone laced with emotion. Jenna opened the door for Miles, trying her best to maintain a composed demeanor. Despite her attempts to conceal her distress, her red–rimmed eyes and slightly puffy cheeks gave away the truth. Yet, she quickly averted her gaze, hoping to shield her vulnerability from his perceptive eyes. Miles stepped inside, his concern evident as he took in Jenna’s appearance. He couldn’t help but notice the subtle signs of her inner turmoil. His brows furrowed, and he gently asked, “Jenna, have you been crying?” She instinctively denied it, her voice betraying a hint of defensiveness. “No, I’m fine,” she replied, attempting to mask the pain that weighed heavily on her heart. Miles, however, could see through her facade. With a mixture of empathy and persistence, he took a step closer and softly said, “Jenna, you don’t have to hide it from me. I can see that you’re hurting.” Jenna’s eyes flickered with a brief moment of vulnerability before she composed herself once again. She shook her head, maintaining her denial. “Really, Miles, I’m okay. It’s just been a long day,” she insisted, her voice tinged with a forced cheerfulness. Miles regarded her intently, his gaze filled with understanding. He recognized the strength she possessed, but he also knew that even the strongest souls needed a shoulder to lean on. His voice softened as he spoke, his words carrying a gentle reassurance. “I know you’re trying to be strong, Jenna,” he said, his voice laced with compassion. “But you don’t have to face it alone. I’m here for you, no matter what.” A flicker of vulnerability danced in Jenna’s eyes, a crack in her armor that revealed the depth of her pain. She hesitated, realizing that perhaps it was okay to let someone in, to share the burden that threatened to overwhelm her. Tears welled up in Jenna’s eyes, but she fought to keep them at bay, unwilling to succumb to the emotions that tugged at her heart. She took a deep breath, summoning her resolve. “Miles, I appreciate your concern, but really, I’m fine, she murmured. her voice trembling ever so slightly. Miles, sensing her resistance, gently reached out and touched her hand, his gesture of support and understanding. “Jenna, I understand that you want to be strong, but it’s okay to let yourself feel. You don’t have to bear it all alone,” he said, his voice filled with empathy. Jenna’s facade wavered as a lone tear escaped her eye, tracing a path down her cheek. She looked into Miles caring eyes, and for a moment, the weight of her pain felt just a little lighter. Miles, his worry deepening, couldn’t help but ask Jenna about Axiel’s unexpected presence. His voice carried a tinge of concern as he inquired, Jenna, why was Axiel here? Are you still involved with him?” Jenna’s initial response was silence, her l*ps tightly sealed as she grappled with the memories and emotions that surged within her. She knew that Miles had always been protective, but the wounds inflicted by Axiel ran deep, leaving her vulnerable and guarded. “Nothing happened, Miles, she finally replied, her voice laced with a hint of defensiveness. “We’re just trying to move on and be civil. Miles, however, sensed the hidden pain beneath her words. He took a step closer, his tone soft yet persistent. Jenna, I know how much Axiel has hurt you in the past. I don’t want to see you get hurt again. Are you sure you’re okay?” Jenna’s frustration swelled, her heartache mixing with her anger. She felt the weight of her shattered trust, and it fueled her aggression. “You don’t understand, Miles,” she retorted, her voice tinged with bitterness. “You have no idea what he put me through. I thought I could handle being around him, but it’s not that simple.” Miles, taken aback by the intensity of her response, paused for a moment, absorbing her words. He realized that his protective nature had overshadowed his ability to truly comprehend the depth of her pain. In that moment, he resolved to be a better listener and offer the support she truly needed. “I’m sorry, Jenna,” he murmured, his voice filled with remorse. “I should have realized how much he has hurt you. I’ll do my best to be there for you and respect your boundaries. Jenna, her anger subsiding slightly, met Miles gaze, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. She longed for his understanding. for him to comprehend the magnitude of her lieartbreak. Taking a deep breath, she responded, her voice trembling with vulnerability. “I appreciate your concern, Miles,” she whispered, her voice laden with pain. “But Axiel has broken my heart repeatedly. It’s not easy for me to see him or be around him. I’m trying to heal, but it takes time.” Miles, his heart heavy with empathy, nodded in acknowledgment. He realized that he needed to set aside his own judgments and fully embrace the depth of Jenna’s emotions. With sincerity in his voice, he spoke softly, his words a promise of support. “I understand, Jenna,” he said, his voice filled with compassion. “I’m here for you, no matter what. If you need space or if you need someone to lean on, I’ll be there. Jenna, her defenses gradually softening. “I just hate him so much, Miles. I swear to you, I wasn’t doing anything with him. Jenna said, sob gathering in her eyes. With this, Miles made his way to her and wrapped his arms around her in a warm embrace and pressed a soft k*ss to her forehead in brotherly affection.
Chapter 126 Time seemed to stand still as their l*ps danced together, exploring the depths of their connection. It was a k*ss filled with unspoken promises, a gentle blending of two souls seeking solace and understanding. Their breaths mingled, their bodies. pressed close, and for that fleeting moment, the world outside ceased to exist. In the tender embrace, they exchanged unspoken emotions, finding comfort in each other’s arms. Axiel’s k*ss spoke volumes of his desire to make amends, to be the person Jenna deserved. Jenna, in turn, allowed herself to be vulnerable, opening her heart to the possibility of what? No, this wasn’t going to happen! Jenna decided internally. She pushed him back and wiped his l*ps off hers. Jenna’s anger boiled over, and she couldn’t hold back anymore. Her hands shot up. delivering a forceful slap across Axiel’s check. The sound echoed through the room as her palm made contact with his skin. She let out a sharp criticism, her voice filled with hurt and frustrari “You think a dumb k*ss will fix all the pain you caused? You’re so stupid!” Jenna’s words came out harsh and biting, each one an arrow aimed at Axiel’s heart, Fueled by her anger, she pushed him away with a rough shove, her actions fueled by aggression. Axiel stumbled backward, his hand instinctively reaching for his stinging check. He stood there, stunned and speechless. absorbing the weight of Jenna’s words and the force behind her actions. Jenna’s ch*st rose and fell rapidly with anger, her eyes flashing with disappointment and anger. She wanted Axiel to understand the depth of her pain, to realize the magnitude of his mistakes. “You thought you could just come back, say sorry, and expect everything to be okay? That’s not how it works, Axiel! You broke me, shattered my trust, and no simple gesture can fix that!” Her voice cracked, revealing the underlying pain that fueled her anger. She held her ground, refusing to let him see the vulnerability lurking beneath the surface. Jenna balled her hands into a fist delivering punches that landed fiercely on Axiel’s ch*st , each blow fueled by anger and pain. “I hate you!” she yelled between sobs, her fists pounding against him. Axiel winced as Jenna’s strikes hit their mark, feeling the weight of her emotions. Despite the pain, he understood her need to release her frustrations. In a moment of determination, he stepped forward, encircling her in a tight embrace, pulling her close against his ch*st . Jenna struggled for a moment, surprised by his sudden gesture, but Axiel held her firmly yet gently. “Stop!” he pleaded, his voice filled with remorse. “Please, Jenna, let me hold you. Let me be here for you. She fought against his grip, her tears mingling with her anger. “Why should I let you touch me?” she spat out, her voice trembling. “After everything you’ve done, how can you expect me to forgive you?” Axiel’s voice was filled with sincerity as he spoke softly, his words laced with regret. “I don’t expect forgiveness right away, Jenna. I know I hurt you, and I’m truly sorry. But please, let me show you that I’ve changed. Let me prove that I can be the person you deserve. Jenna’s resistance wavered as she felt the warmth of his embrace, the strength of his presence. Her fists slowly unclenched, her anger giving way to a mix of exhaustion and confusion. She leaned into him, her b*dy trembling with pent–up emotions. Axiel held her tightly, his touch offering/solace amidst the chaos. Jenna’s tears continued to flow as she buried her face in his ch*st , finding comfort in his arms. His embrace provided a sanctuary, a brief respite from the pain they both carried. “I hate you, she whispered again, her voice muffled against his ch*st . Axiel tightened his hold, his voice filled with remorse. “I know, Jenna. I hate myself for hurting you too. But maybe, you can just stop hitting me now and let me be here for you.” Tears streamed down Jenna’s face. Was she acting dumb again? She shouldn’t allow him back into her life so easily. She shouldn’t be so stupid to allow that. She pulled out from his embrace and wiped the tears off her face. “Axiel, you should leave. Jenna commanded, with no emotion in her tone. “Jenna..” Axiel tried to protest but before he could deliver his heartfelt speech, Jenna already cut in. “Leavel Now!” She ordered, with a stern tone that sent shivers down Axiel’s spine. Filled with deep sadness and shame, Axiel reluctantly turned on his heel to leave the house, his footsteps heavy and slow. His heart grew heavier with each landing step that he took. Each step screaming the weight of his mistakes, the pain of losing Jenna’s trust weighing heavily on his shoulders. But as he distanced himself from the door, a flicker of hope ignited within him, urging him to turn back and make one last attempt to apologize. He contemplated within him whether to feed to this or just leave in shame, but he soon decided and took the steeper road. With a racing heart and a knot in his throat, Axiel sped on his heel, his gaze fixed on the closed door. His trembling hand reached out as he prepared to utter the words that had been haunting him, words he hoped would bridge the divide between them. Yet, before he could part his l*ps, Jenna swiftly grabbed and swung the door shut to his face. Savage move! Her eyes were filled with hurt. The sound of the door closing reverberated in his cars, a harsh finality that echoed through his soul. Axiel froze, his hand suspended in the air, his eyes locked on the door. In that fleeting moment, he realized the magnitude of his actions and the consequences that followed. He had hurt her greatly and she had responded based on the way she felt Jenna’s actions pierced his heart, a painful reminder of the distance that had grown between them a strong reminder the hurt he had caused her. The weight of her decision settled heavily on his ch*st , leaving him breathless and filled with an overwhelming sense of loss. With a heavy sigh, he slowly lowered his hand, defeat etched upon his features. Silence enveloped the space, broken only by the soft rustle of leaves as a breeze swept through the air. Axiel stood there, gazing at the closed door, grappling with remorse. How he wished he could turn back the hands of time. He wanted Jenna back. The memories and longing mingled within him, an ache that pulsed with each beat of his heart. He knew he had hurt Jenna deeply, and the pain of his actions reverberated through his being “How could he appease her?” was the question bubbling through his entire being as he strolled lankily on the pathway that led away from Jenna’s manor. Overwhelmed by a torrent of emotions, Jenna collapsed to the ground, her b*dy trembling with anguish. Tears streamed down her face as she unleashed a scream that reverberated through the room. “I hate him! I hate him! I hate you, Axiel! How dare he just stroll back into my life in that absurd manner?” she cried out, her voice filled with a mixture of anger, hurt, and frustration. In her fury, Jenna’s hand clenched into a fist, and she struck the closed door with all her might. The impact resounded in the room, the sound echoing her pain and disappointment. She struck the door again and again, the physical act serving as an outlet for the seething emotions that consumed her. Each punch was accompanied by a choked sob, as if the force of her blows carried the weight of her shattered dreams. The wood creaked under the force of her strikes, mirroring the cracks in her heart. The door bore the brunt of her fury, a symbolic representation of Axiel’s presence and the hurt he had inflicted upon her. Jenna’s fists pounded relentlessly, fueled by her desperation to vent her anger and find some semblance of control amidst the chaos of her emotions. As her punches continued, the pain in her knuckles mingled with the pain in her heart. Jenna’s screams subsided into ragged breaths, her b*dy quivering with exhaustion.
Chapter 125 After successfully transferring Alexia to the new hospital, Michael found himself standing by her bedside, his eyes filled with hope. He wanted to closely monitor her progress and engage in a conversation with Dr. Reynolds, the trusted personal doctor they had chosen to oversee her care. Approaching Dr. Reynolds, who was studying Alexia’s medical chart, Michael spoke in a gentle tone. “Dr. Reynolds, how is she doing? Any changes?” Dr. Reynolds looked up, recognizing Michael’s presence, and offered a reassuring smile. “Michael, good to see you. Since we transferred her here, Alexia’s condition has been stabilized. She’s responding well to the treatment, and we’re closely monitoring her vitals. Doctor Reynolds said with such positive reassurance. A sense of relief washed over Michael, his tense shoulders easing at the doctor’s words. He was glad that she was getting better. He trusted doctor Reynolds to get her back in her feet as soon as possible. He was getting his whole life on the doctor’s efficiency. “That’s a relief to hear, Doctor. Thank you for taking such good care of her. I truly appreciate it, Michael expressed, gratitude evident in his voice. Dr. Reynolds acknowledged Michael’s gratitude, understanding the weight of the situation. He was aware of what the twins were going through with their Luna in this state. It wouldn’t have been easy for them and so he put in all his best to see that they got back to normal “It’s my duty, Michael. Alexia is in good hands here. We’re doing everything we can to help her recover. The change in environment and the specialized care we can provide at this hospital are definitely working in her favor,” Dr. Reynolds. explained with a reassuring tone. Nodding in appreciation, Michael turned his gaze towards Alexia, her form lying still in the hospital bed, connected to various monitoring devices. “She’s a fighter, Dr. Reynolds. I’ve seen her overcome challenges before. I believe she’ll get through this. I hope the cure will soon be administered,” Michael softly shared, his unwavering faith evident. Dr. Reynolds recognized the importance of mindset in the healing process and emphasized its significance. “Yes, Michael. Very soon, but we need to make sure that her vitals are stable first, before administering her the cure, as it could be dangerous if we just inject it into her system carelessly. And that belief is crucial, Michael. The mind and b*dy are intertwined, and a positive mindset can have a significant impact on the healing process. Keep supporting her, keep believing in her. It makes a difference, Dr. Reynolds advised, his words carrying encouragement. Michael’s eyes remained focused on Alexia’s face, his unwavering faith shining through. “I will, Doctor. I won’t leave her side. Our pack is rallying around her, and we’ll provide the support she needs. We won’t give up on her,” Michael vowed, determination resonating in his voice. Dr. Reynolds placed a comforting hand on Michael’s shoulder, offering support and reassurance. “That’s what she needs, Michael. A strong support system can work wonders. Your presence and unwavering faith will undoubtedly aid in her recovery,” Dr. Reynolds affirmed, their shared understanding palpable. Michael nodded, a renewed sense of determination shining in his eyes. “Thank you, Doctor. We’ll continue to trust your expertise and guidance. We’re in this together, fighting for Alexia’s life,” Michael expressed with gratitude. Dr. Reynolds smiled warmly, appreciating the unity and determination of the pack. “Alright, Michael. I have to go tend to other patients now. I’ll see you around. Doctor Reynolds said, a warm smile growing on his l*ps. Jenna, wearing a smile on her face as she basked in the news of Alexia’s improving condition, heard an unexpected knock on her front door. Curiosity piqued, she pulled open the door, only to find herself face–to–face with Axiel. Instantly, her expression shifted from joy to apprehension. Her l*p form changed shape from an upward curve to a downward curve. Jenna’s smile vanished, replaced by a burning anger that ignited within her. She clenched her fists, her b*dy tensing with a surge of aggression. Alpha Axiel’s presence in her home, his audacity to ask for another chance, fueled her fury. Jenna instinctively moved to close the door, hoping to put some distance between herself and Alpha Axiel. However, he resisted, his strength prevailing as he managed to keep the door open. With a nonchalant demeanor, he strolled inside as if he belonged. Alpha Axiel turned towards Jenna, his eyes conveying a mix of remorse and determination. He spoke with a plea in his voice. She glared daggers at him and finally succumbed as she couldn’t keep the door closed. She winced and growled at him. Jenna, can we talk? I’m sorry for how things went down between us. I know I made mistakes, but I’m here to ask for another chance.” Jenna’s heart raced, torn between her lingering feelings for Alpha Axiel and the pain he had caused her in the past. She hesitated, contemplating whether she should entertain his request. “No!” Jenna’s voice erupted, filled with raw anger. “You think a few words of apology can erase the pain you caused? You think you can waltz in here and expect forgiveness?” Her words cut through the air like a sharp blade, her eyes locked onto Alpha Axiel’s, challenging him to meet her wrath head–on. “I will not be a pawn in your game of second chances, Jenna continued, her voice trembling with intensity. “You had your opportunity, and you shattered my trust. You hurt me, Alpha Axiel, and that cannot be undone.” Alpha Axiel took a step back, realizing the depth of Jenna’s anger. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, his voice laced with remorse. I… I didn’t mean to upset you further,” he stammered, his confidence waning. “I thought… I hoped we could find a way around us.” He said with pain filling his eyes. Jenna scoffed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Move forward? After everything? You think a simple conversation can erase the pain, the betrayal?” Her anger surged, and she took a defiant step closer to Alpha Axiel, her eyes blazing with fury. “I deserve better than this,” Jenna declared, her words ringing with resolve. “I deserve someone who values me, respects me, and would never cause me the pain you did. I won’t settle for less.” Alpha Axiel’s expression wavered between regret and desperation, realizing the gravity of his actions. He reached out a hand, a last attempt to bridge the divide between them. Jenna, please,” he pleaded, his voice filled with a mix of remorse and longing. “I know I messed up, but I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make it right. Give me a chance to prove myself.” Jenna’s anger softened slightly, giving way to a deep sadness. She looked into Alpha Axiel’s eyes, a flicker of vulnerability breaking through her fierce facade. “It’s too late.” she whispered, her voice laced with a mix of sorrow and finality. “The damage is done, and I can’t risk putting my heart in your hands again. It’s time for us to part ways” With a resolute expressión, Jenna turned away from Alpha Axiel, refusing to entertain his pleas any longer. She walked towards the door, her steps filled with determination. … Read More “Loved by the twin alphas by Stephen Chapter 125” »