Alpha’s Regret: Reclaiming His Forsaken Mate
“A scarred slave is no mate for a Lycan King."
Used, discarded, and carrying the Lycan’s unborn child, Thalia's nightmare deepens when she overhears a chilling plan: after she gives birth, they'll take her baby and cast her out. But before she can escape, tragedy strikes and she barely escaped with her life.
Saved by a mysterious stranger, Thalia recovers with vengeance burning in her heart, but what she never expects is to find herself in the center of a dangerous web of desire and political intrigue and now she must flee again and find out the truth about her identity and her mother’s death.
But fate has other plans
On the run, Thalia stumbles upon a familiar figure in the forest—Lycan Alaric, lying in a pool of his own blood, clinging on to his dear life.
The mate who destroyed her is now at her mercy.
Caught in a dilemma, Thalia must decide to put her hatred aside for her quest for justice.
As she navigates her path full of danger, betrayals and unexpected alliance. Can Thalia find love and redemption, when her mate reappears, seeking to claim her?
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Chapter: Chapter 71 Alaric’s POV: "Consider it done, Alpha." Jonah's words hung in the air for a moment before the heavy door thudded shut, sealing me in with my fury. I had given the command to bring the stranger to me—the man my Luna, Valerie, had the audacity to call her cousin. A tempest of emotions warred within me. Rage was the most potent, a fire in my veins, but beneath it churned a cold, bewildered betrayal. I couldn't reconcile it. Valerie had fought, schemed, and pleaded to become my Luna. She had acted as if the very sun rose and set with my approval. And yet, on the night of her coronation, she was sneaking around with another man under my own roof. It was a calculated, brazen insult. I had been a fool. I'd mistaken her ambition for devotion. The obsession I thought was for me was only for the crown that came with me. It had all been a performance, and I, the captivated audience, had fallen for it completely. She definitely didn’t think I’d find out. But now she was. And she w
Last Updated: 2025-10-01
Chapter: Chapter 70 Author’s POV: "Oh, no." The words were a low, horrified whisper, but they cut through the noise of the search like a knife. Every guard in the room froze. Their ransacking ceased mid-motion, and all eyes snapped to Jonah, who was rigid at the window. "What's wrong, boss?" a junior guard called from across the room, his voice tinged with unease. Jonah didn't answer. He was transfixed, his knuckles white where they gripped the window frame, his face a mask of stunned disbelief. "Jonah?" It was his friend, the one he'd been drinking with earlier. He approached cautiously from behind him before placing a hand on Jonah's shoulder. Jonah jolted violently at the touch, spinning around as if struck. His eyes were wide, his breath caught in his throat. "Relax, man," the guard said, taking a slight step back at the intense reaction. "You look like you've seen a—" "He's dead." Jonah's voice was hollow, cutting off the jest before it could finish. A collect
Last Updated: 2025-09-30
Chapter: Chapter 69 Author’s POV: “You are absolutely certain you heard her call him her cousin?” Alaric pressed, taking a menacing step closer to Jonah, his gaze piercing. “I’m certain, Alpha,” Jonah affirmed with a firm nod. “In fact, I was surprised. I never knew the Queen had any family.” “That’s because she doesn’t,” Alaric muttered to himself, the words a low, dangerous rumble as he turned his back on the guard. He dragged a hand through his hair, a gesture of pure, frustrated confusion, before striding back to the table where the wine bottle stood. He snatched the bottle, his movements sharp and agitated, and tilted it into the cup beside it to pour more wine. But his mind was a storm of contradictions. Nothing made sense. Valerie’s frantic accusation against Jonah, and now this—a mysterious man fronting as her cousin appearing from the shadows. A new, venomous thought slithered into his mind: *Had Valerie been secretly cheating on him?* The thought was a spark on gasoline. Rag
Last Updated: 2025-09-27
Chapter: Chapter 68 Alaric’s POV: "A-Alpha?" he stammered, the word thin and brittle in the night's quiet. I didn't move. I simply held my ground, my gaze a physical weight upon them as they approached. Their drunken swagger evaporated with each step, replaced by a stiff, conscious effort to appear sober and disciplined. When they finally stopped a few feet away, the scent of cheap beer wafted toward me. "Jonah." His name was a low growl that seemed to vibrate in the air between us. "Y-yes, Alpha." He stood rigid, the other guard frozen beside him. "My chambers." I didn't wait for a reply. I turned and began walking toward the Alpha wing, a sharp flick of my wrist the only command for him to follow. Silence trailed behind me. I glanced over my shoulder and saw them still rooted to the spot, heads bent together in frantic, cowardly whispers. "NOW!” The single word cracked like a whip. Jonah flinched as if struck. His head snapped up, and he broke into a hurried jog to catch up. I turne
Last Updated: 2025-09-27
Chapter: Chapter 67 Back at Alaric’s Pack.. Alaric’s POV: “I want him beheaded.” The words hung in the hallway, cold and sharp as an executioner’s blade. They had come from Valerie’s lips without a moment’s hesitation, the moment I asked what she wanted done to Jonah—the guard she accused of assault. A deep unease twisted in my gut. The story felt… wrong. I’d known Jonah for years; he was a man of steady, quiet duty. The idea of him forcing himself on anyone, let alone Valerie was absurd. But Valerie stood before me, tears streaming down her face, her body trembling with what appeared to be genuine anguish. This was definitely not the time to begin questioning her, to voice my doubts and champion a guard’s honor over her supposed trauma. And so with that, I schooled my features into a mask of grim resolve and nodded. “It will be done. We will see to it at first light.” I moved to pull her into an embrace, a gesture of comfort I felt was expected, but she stiffened and pulled away. “
Last Updated: 2025-09-25
Chapter: Chapter 66 Thalia’s POV: “W-who are you?” I stammered, stumbling backward. My foot caught on a rock, and I landed hard on the damp grass, staring up at the luminous figure. “Don’t be afraid, Thalia.” Her voice was like soft wind chimes, yet it echoed with an ancient power that filled the vast field. A gentle smile graced her features as she looked down at me. “H-how do you know my name?” I whispered, my heart hammering against my ribs. “You called to me,” she replied, her smile unwavering. “..and I answered.” I shook my head vehemently, scrambling backward on my hands, the dew-soaked grass soaking through my clothes. “I-I don’t remember calling anyone.” She simply extended a hand toward me. It glowed with a soft, inner light. “Take my hand, child.” I hesitated, my eyes darting around the empty field. Seeing no escape, I squeezed my eyes shut and slowly lifted my trembling hand. The moment my skin touched hers, a jolt of energy—cold and electric—shot up my arm. It was like tou
Last Updated: 2025-09-25
Chapter: The Beginning of An EndIan’s POV The police lights painted the night in streaks of red and blue, casting long shadows across the gravel driveway. Uncle Brown was shoved into the back of a squad car, his face pressed against the glass, eyes burning with defiance even in defeat. I watched as the car pulled away, the weight of his betrayal still settling in my chest like a stone. Mona’s hand found mine, her fingers threading through my own, warm and steady. *Alive.* That was the word that echoed in my mind. After everything—after the lies, the danger, the years of silence—we were still here. Still standing. Vance cleared his throat, his arms crossed as he leaned against his car. "We can’t put this off any longer," he said, his voice gruff but not unkind. "The company, the will, the truth, it’s time." I exhaled sharply, nodding. He was right. My father’s legacy, Uncle Brown’s vendetta, the secrets that had festered between us—none of it could stay buried. Not if we wanted to move forward. --- **
Last Updated: 2025-06-09
Chapter: Chapter 89Ian povI couldn't fathom the gravity of the situation unfolding before me. "Come on, this can't be happening, Uncle," I implored, my voice strained as I struggled to maintain my composure. "After all these years, you're actually here for the property?"Uncle Brown's eyes narrowed, transforming his once familiar face into a mask of cold calculation. “The property was merely a means to an end, Ian,” he sneered, his voice laced with venom. “Your father’s company was supposed to be mine—the rightful inheritance that was stolen from me. I’ll stop at nothing to reclaim what is rightfully mine.”Fury surged through me, and with a sudden burst of strength, I broke free from Vance's iron grip. "You’re a liar!” I shouted, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I charged toward him, my heart pounding defiantly in my chest. “My father’s company was never yours to take!”The air crackled with tension as the weight of our family’s troubled past hung heavily between us, and I felt the resolve with
Last Updated: 2025-05-13
Chapter: Chapter 88Mona povI turned to Flynn, my voice barely above a whisper, laden with a mixture of anxiety and urgency. "What are you doing here?" I asked, striving to keep my tone neutral despite the tempest of confusion and dread roiling within me.Flynn's gaze remained locked on Ian, her finger pressing firmly against the trigger as if it were an instinctive extension of her will. "Shut up, Mona," she growled, her voice low and tinged with menace, sending an unsettling chill racing down my spine.As Vance took a deliberate step closer to me, the air between us crackled with tension. His eyes, ablaze with a potent mix of anger and raw, haunting pain, bore into mine. "You want to know why I’m here for Ian?" he asked, his voice thick with venom, as if each syllable were laced with deep-seated rage. "It’s because his family is responsible for the deaths of two cherished souls in my family."My heart raced as I processed Vance’s words, their weight hanging oppressively in the air like a dark cloud. "
Last Updated: 2025-05-13
Chapter: Chapter 87Vance povI have waited an eternity for this moment, the chance to confront Ian face-to-face. As I lingered in the shadows behind Flynn, her eyes blazing with fierce determination, she brandished a gun tightly gripped in her fist, the metal glinting ominously in the dim light. I caught a glimpse of Mona, her jaw dropping in disbelief at my unexpected presence, but her reaction was the least of my concerns. I had sacrificed too much and endured too many trials for this long-anticipated day to finally arrive.FIVE YEARS AGOI sprawled across my couch, the soft fabric pressing against my skin as I enjoyed the sun-drenched afternoon. Davina sat beside me, her fingers gliding effortlessly over my body, a tantalizing touch that sent shivers down my spine. She wore a vibrant bikini that hugged her curves perfectly, the bright colors contrasting against her sun-kissed skin. Just as I turned my head to meet her playful gaze, my phone erupted with a sharp chime from the table, disrupting the mo
Last Updated: 2025-05-13
Chapter: Chapter 86MonaIan’s grasp tightened protectively around me. “It wasn’t my intention, Mona. I was desperate to secure the contract. I thought it was just a one-time mistake, but… it meant nothing in comparison to what we have. You mean everything to me.”I pulled back slightly, lifting my gaze to meet his, my eyes swollen and reddened from the tears. “You love me?” I asked, the words almost escaping in a whisper, fragile and filled with uncertainty.He nodded solemnly, his eyes unwavering, fiercely locked onto mine. “I love you, Mona. I was foolish, and I made a terrible mistake. But I promise, from this moment on, I will do everything to make it up to you.”A surge of emotions collided within me, swelling in my chest like a tidal wave. Before I could grasp the weight of my feelings, the words escaped my lips, unfiltered and raw: "I love you too."Ian's face brightened instantly, a glimmer of hope igniting in his deep, expressive eyes. He pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me with a warm
Last Updated: 2025-05-13
Chapter: Chapter 85Moña povI stood at the window, gazing out as the morning sun poured its golden light into the room, illuminating every corner with a radiant warmth. The sunlight danced playfully across the walls, casting whimsical shadows that flickered in the stillness. Yet, despite the beauty surrounding me, I felt no joy and no sense of peace. It had been two long days since I last saw Ian, and the ache of his absence lingered like a heavy fog, refusing to lift. I blinked twice, the brightness cutting into my eyes like shards of glass, and finally drew the curtain closed, effectively banishing the cheerful light that seemed so foreign to my mood.Turning away from the window, I trudged toward the door, the motion feeling mechanical and heavy, as if an invisible weight pressed down on my shoulders. I grasped the cool metal handle, feeling its firmness beneath my fingers, and turned it slowly, pushing the door open with a soft creak. The corridor beyond was eerily quiet, the air thick with a stilln
Last Updated: 2025-05-13
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