Alpha's Regret Too Late to Love Me novel Chapter 183

Sarah’s POV

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I drifted through layers of consciousness, surrounded by noise and chaos my mind couldn’t process.

Voices argued around me, too loud, too jumbled–making my head throb with every syllable.

I couldn’t tell how much time passed before the commotion finally faded. My body swayed as I was half- carried, half–dragged to someplace soft.

Then came the sharp pinch of a needle entering my skin.

With tremendous effort, I managed to lift my eyelids just enough to make out the blurry image of a syringe in my arm.My throat felt like sandpaper as I struggled to form words.

“What… what are you… doing?” I croaked.

The figure above me chuckled. “What does it look like? Giving you an injection, of course.”

An injection? Whatever was in that syringe couldn’t possibly be anything good.

“Don’t… please stop…” I tried to resist, but my body refused to cooperate, leaving me helpless against the intrusion.

“If tonight’s client hadn’t paid such a premium price requiring special treatment, I wouldn’t waste this stuff on you,” the person said, sounding oddly cheerful. “Don’t worry, darling. This will ensure you spend the entire night in absolute ecstasy.”

With those words, the plunger pushed down, delivering whatever drug they’d prepared for me.

The needle withdrew. “Good girl. Have a wonderful night.”

The person whistled a tune while leaving the room, the door clicking shut behind them.

If I couldn’t figure out what they’d just pumped into me, I might as well have wasted my entire twenty–some years of life.

Within seconds, my skin began to flush with unnatural heat–the foreign sensation actually helping clear some of the fog from my mind.

Damn it. Of course they’d resort to such a disgusting tactic.

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Instinctively, I reached for my wrist, relief washing over me when my fingers touched the familiar hard surface.

My bracelet was still there.

I’d had this bracelet custom–made for emergencies, containing two hidden compartments. One held a powerful

sedative—which I’d used to escape Scar Face earlier.

The other contained a colorless, odorless antidote to most common drugs used in trafficking operations.

I never imagined I’d need both components so soon after returning to North America. At this rate, I’d need to be far more careful in the days ahead.

Fighting against the growing heat spreading through my body, I pressed the secret switch on my bracelet. Just

as I did, the door suddenly opened and footsteps entered the room.

I nearly jumped out of my skin, almost spilling the precious antidote.

Couldn’t they have waited just a few more minutes? Long enough for me to take the antidote?

My luck was so terrible, I must have forgotten to check my horoscope before returning to the country.

Steady, rhythmic footsteps approached the bed. My eyes focused on a pair of polished leather shoes entering

my field of vision.

I swallowed hard, instinctively looking up.

The warm wall sconce cast a gentle glow over the room as the man’s silhouette gradually came into focus.

My breath caught in my throat. My heart nearly stopped.

Five years of midnight dreams and countless memories–and finally, we meet again.

Despite these terrible circumstances, despite my disheveled state, I could finally see his face clearly——My

mate, Alpha Alexander.

Seconds earlier, I’d been cursing my bad luck, but now I felt like the universe itself had conspired to help me.

Because the man I’d thought about day and night for five years was standing before me, real and solid, less than

a step away.

“You’re awake?” His cool voice floated down from above me.

My throat tightened, and before I could form words, tears were already streaming down my face. “Yes… I’m

awake…”

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“Why are you crying?” he asked, unmoved by my tears.

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“I’m not crying–I’m just overwhelmed,” I said, my voice thick with emotion. “I thought you were gone. I thought you’d abandoned me. I never imagined you’d come back to save me.”

“I knew there were still good people in the world. I knew you wouldn’t really leave me behind to fend for myself.”

His thin lips barely moved as he spoke, his beautiful almond–shaped eyes radiating cold detachment.

“Miss Winters, please don’t flatter yourself. If not for my niece, I would indeed have left you to your fate.”

“I’ve never been what you’d call a ‘good person,” he continued. “Now that you’re awake, change into something appropriate and meet me outside.”

I froze. Miss Winters?

Why was he calling me “Miss Winters” instead of “Summer“?

What had happened during these five years?

Could it be… he didn’t remember me?

A cold fear spread through my chest.

No, impossible. How could he not remember me?

I opened my mouth, my voice trembling slightly. “What did you… just call me?”

“Miss Winters. Is there a problem? Since this is our first meeting, it seems the appropriate form of address,

doesn’t it?” He turned his head, his voice as cold as ice.

I lifted my gaze to his profile–the face I had dreamed about countless times was now as cold and distant as a

winter landscape.

He really didn’t remember me.

My mind raced as realization dawned. His engagement that I’d heard about wasn’t because he’d stopped loving

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