The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1590

Acknowledging this with a nod, I couldn’t mask a hint of disappointment.

Carlos, ever reassuring, added, “Worry not.

Elena’s spirit is bright.

She’ll bound to your side with joy at the news.

”

Dylan felt the shift in my mood and reached out, his voice a tender whisper.

“Mom, let the sadness go.

Elena misses you as well.

Tomorrow, we’ll surprise her together.

”

Gratefully, I ran my hand over his head.

His empathy and insight were beyond his years, and he held a profound connection to me.

Yet, as my gaze drifted to the room where Caleb was, bewilderment grew within me.

Caleb’s gaze lacked the spark of intense emotion-it was steady, unlike Dylan’s animated concern.

Did genuine affection pulse between us?

The puzzle of our past feelings hung unanswered.

If true love had been our foundation, why did Caleb’s calmness seem to border on apathy?

Conversely, if love was absent, what were the roots of our shared life and the children that came from it?

Lost in contemplation, I scarcely noticed Caleb step from the room, the task of tending to his wounds completed.

Debra’s POV:

Upon Caleb’s exit, Carlos approached him and asked with concern, “Caleb, what did the doctor say? Is your injury serious?”

“Just a minor scratch,” Caleb reassured him, signaling his well-being with a wave.

“A bit of rest is all that’s needed.

”

Carlos released a relieved breath, muttering, “That’s a relief.

”

Casting a glance my way, Caleb ventured cautiously, “Debra, would you consider staying for a bit? Night has fallen.

It’s quite the hassle to travel now.

”

I hesitated, my gaze instinctively seeking Dylan.

In truth, the thought of staying was not unwelcome.

Dylan’s bravery in seeking me out had woven a thread of responsibility within me, and the notion of leaving him so soon felt unsettling.

Moreover, there was Elena to think of.

To finally lay eyes on her, to lessen the ache of absence.

However, the thought of Abby, alone and vulnerable, brought a wave of concern.

My hands tensed as I grappled with indecision.

“Ivy, what should I do?” I asked.

Ivy liked Caleb very much.

Of course, she was on his side.

Without hesitation, she said, “You ought to stay.

Opportunities like this might be scarce.

”

She had a point.

If I went back to the witch clan, I didn’t know when I could come back here again.

While Andrew allowed me a certain Liberty, the complexity of my role as his fiancee suggested that returning might mot be so straightforward.

Engulfed in warmth, I found myself in Dylan’s embrace, his arms a gentle refuge.