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.

a stalker. I wasn’t following you!” His words echoed with anger, and his ears, tinged with embarrassment, betrayed. the intensity of his emotions flushing an angry shade of red as he stared down at

the brink of tears and utterly terrified, irked him in a way he couldn’t quite comprehend. Her flinch when he yelled, a subtle withdrawal, seemed to pierce through his anger, and gradually, a reluctant calm settled within

shivering in the cold, a

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

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

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

don’t know what your issue is, but I wasn’t following you.” His words, now delivered in

behind, Axel

encounter. Adrenaline coursed through her veins, and the close call of almost being struck by 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

gaze fixed on the retreating figure 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 coincidence, could it?” The words sl*pped from her l*ps in a low voice, carrying a mix of confusion and. suspicion. She was being watched, she could sense it every single day. The feeling

a silent guardian ensuring the lone woman’s safe arrival to the building. His concern for her well–being fueled a sense of responsibility, and only when he was assured of her security, when he sighted her

doors about to close, he

Axel’s l*ps, “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 did he know her residence

sharing an elevator with the man she had assaulted only moments ago. Clearing her throat, she prepared to speak,