Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth by Aurora Starling

I quickly made my way downstairs to let Viona in. I clutched my robe around myself, glad to see that the house had long since gone quiet and that the festival had come to an end–and that Noah had apparently gone to sleep.

As soon as I opened the back door, Viona rushed into my arms, tears streaming down her face.

“Hannah, I’m so sorry to bother you this late,” she sobbed.

I hugged her tightly, shivering in the cold night air. “It’s okay, Vi. I was still awake. Come on, let’s go inside and talk.”

Viona nodded and let me lead her inside. I strode into the kitchen and flicked on the light, gesturing for her to sit at the spot by the kitchen island while I began boiling water in the kettle.

“Thank you, Hannah,” she sniffled as I prepared two cups of tea.

the two duffle bags sitting on the floor by her feet. Something had clearly happened tonight, although I wasn’t going to pry until she was ready to

steaming chamomile tea

my parents about Andrew,” she said, her voice trembling. “I told them that I didn’t want to marry him, that

squeeze as I sipped my tea. “You

out a bitter laugh at that. “Yeah, well, my parents don’t see it that way. They gave me an ultimatum:

really did that?” I murmured, my eyes widening. “To their own

the latter. So I packed my bags and left. No amount of money is worth what they’re trying

must have been really difficult, Viona. But I’m