After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

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A warrior from the Thorne Valley Pack approached, opening an umbrella and holding it over me as I stepped out of the car.

The cold rain splashed against the ground, and I could feel the chill creeping through my body, but I didn't care.

My focus was on the road ahead, the path that would take me far from here, far from him.

Behind me, I heard the car door slam.

I didn't turn, but I knew Leo had gotten out.

presence was unmistakable-heavy, full of everything unsaid between us.

Elizabeth!" His voice broke through the rain, desperate, pleading.

I stopped, but I didn't turn to face him.

I heard his footsteps splashing through the puddles as he ran toward me.

His hands, rough and trembling, grabbed my wrist, his grip firm but not painful this time.

His dark eyes bore into mine, rain dripping down his face, soaking through his clothes.

"If you ever change your mind," he said, his voice raw with emotion. "If you ever want to come back... you can. I'll always be here, waiting for you."

His words were a final plea, an offer laced with hope.

couldn't let that

his gaze, and though my heart clenched, I whispered the truth I had kept

most in this life...

face crumbled, the weight of my words cutting deeper than any physical

falling limply to his sides as he stared at me, disbelief and heartbreak swirling

I turned and stepped away, my footsteps

me, her presence comforting, though the sadness in her eyes mirrored

gently squeezed my hand, offering silent

this?" she asked, her voice soft, filled with

the window at the endless rain, at the world I was leaving

no going back," I

"And what you said back at the hospital? About giving Leo a chance... did you

the sadness settling deep into

hear," I whispered. "But the truth is,

fall as the car drove away, the last remnants of my

Elizabeth left, Leo's life turned into a series of sleepless

time he closed his eyes, she was there, a ghost from

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the memories of their better days, clinging to them as if

his mind, the good times became his only solace, a

hours of ceaseless work, Leo sat on the

the burdens of his pack and the emptiness left in his life

to, he drifted into

something soft, warm-gentle hands wrapping around his

chest as

standing before him, her face bathed in a warm