Alpha’s Regret Pregnant Rejected Luna

Chapter 61

“Enough!”

Axel’s exasperated voice echoed through the relentless downpour, a blend of frustration and confusion melding with the gentle beat of the raindrops. Feeling the need to breathe, Axel hastily freed himself from the confining embrace of his hoodie, the drenched fabric clinging to his skin like a second layer. “You?!” They chorused in disbelief, the shared surprise cutting through the pouring rain.

Jasmine, her voice barely audible over the rain, whispered a shocked inquiry, “You’re the stalker?” Axel, irritated by the accusation, responded with a growl, rising to his full height.

His imposing figure, standing at a lofty six–foot–five, completely towered above Jasmine’s diminutive five–foot–six frame, prompting her to instinctively retreat a step.

The air thickened with tension as Jasmine asked, her voice laced with a blend of incredulity and fear: “Why were you following me?”

Axel, devoid of his glasses, allowed her a clear view of his beautiful eyes.

However, the realization that someone with such gentle features could potentially be a stalker left Jasmine genuinely frightened.

Determined to seize control of the situation, Jasmine tightened her grip on the umbrella, eyeing Axel suspiciously.

Axel, holding the umbrella lightly to avoid being beaten further and to only to avoid conflict found himself unprepared for the force Jasmine exerted. As he released the umbrella, she seized it with all her might, anticipating a triumphant yank. The sudden resistance sent her toppling backward, her footing lost to the sl*ppery dance on the wet ground and she landed unceremoniously on the ground with her butt. She groaned out in pain from the impact.

vehemently defended himself, “Look, I don’t know what your issue is with me, but I am not a stalker. I wasn’t following you!” His words echoed with anger, and his ears,

her eyes as she stared up at him as though on the brink of tears and utterly terrified, irked him in a way he couldn’t quite

drenched form,the relentless rain had left her utterly soaked, shivering in the cold, a pitiful sight that momentarily softened Axel’s

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food he had purchased, swift and efficient. Beside it lay his phone, almost within her reach. Without a second thought,

man, and he certainly wasn’t about to inflict harm

a tone that still carried the remnants of his anger but abruptly trailed

wasn’t following you.” His words, now delivered in a calmer tone, hung in the air

her behind, Axel turned

the man left her in a daze. The plastic bags containing her purchases lay forgotten in a corner, the tissue within likely soaked by the relentless rain. Her light pajamas clung uncomfortably to her b*dy, dampened by the downpour. The embarrassment, fear, and bitter cold settled into her bones, each step accentuating the pain from her

of the man. A barrage of questions flooded. her mind, finding an outlet in a muttered inquiry, “How did you find me? You’re the same man from the exhibition. It couldn’t be a

concern for her well–being fueled

reached the elevator, the doors about to close, he caught sight of her, prompting him to

“You coming?” She joined him int the confined space, and he pressed the button for the eighteenth floor. A question. echoed in her mind; how

woman stole a side. glance at Axel, contemplating the unusual circumstance of sharing an elevator with the man she had assaulted only moments ago. Clearing her throat, she prepared to speak, but