Alpha's Regret: Losing His True Mate

Elodie’s POV~

Half a month. That’s all it had been since I walked out of the villa for the last time. Half a month, and already the quietness was beginning to feel like my only friend. No shouting, no cold silences, no reminders of a life that had slowly hollowed me out. Just me, my little apartment, and the sunlight spilling in through the windows.

I stretched, feeling the warmth on my skin, and let out a long, shivering breath. My plants needed water, my stomach a simple breakfast. For a moment, I let myself pretend life could be simple. Just for a little while.

And then the doorbell rang.

I froze, my heart lurching in a way I hadn’t felt in years. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Slowly, I padded to the door and opened it to see Mrs. Smith, smiling warmly, holding a basket of food.

“Freya... I hope I didn’t disturb you?”

I blinked at her, then shook my head. “Not at all. I was just up.”

Her smile softened. “Good. We brought some pies and pasta... freshly made. Just a little thank-you. For saving Tommy the other day. If you hadn’t saved my little boy from that rogue... I can’t imagine what could have happened?”

I swallowed, feeling a twinge of guilt on recalling how badly Tommy had been hurt before I found him, fighting off the rogue before help came and the rogue was killed. “It... it’s really nothing. You’re too kind.”

She hesitated, fiddling with the basket. “We wanted to thank you properly, but... work, life... we never found the time. We feel so embarrassed.”