Alpha’s Regret: Chasing His Rejected Luna

ELARAMy hands tremble, beads of sweat rolling down my forehead as I stare at the shattered plate on the floor. I was in the pack kitchen doing the dishes when I got lost in thought, and the plate accidentally slipped from my grasp. Breaking a plate means extra work, and all I wanted was to go home to my kids, who had been waiting for me all day.“Are you blind?!” Matilda, the head maid, screams as she marches towards me, rage vibrating through her tone.“I am sorry, I’ll—” I begin, bending down to clean up the broken shards, tears welling up in my eyes.“Elara, no!” my only friend, Isla, exclaims. She quickly kneels beside me and jerks my hand away before it can touch the glass. “Do you want to injure yourself?”“And how is that your business, huh? Isla?” the head maid snaps, glaring at her.“I—” She trails off and swallows hard.Matilda lets out a long, sharp hiss before turning her attention back to me, a deep frown masking her features. “Clean this up. And you’ll be staying an ext

ELARAMy insides twist, and I feel my entire world crumble before me.“Morgana, please,” I plead desperately, tears pouring down my face. “My children have nothing to do with this. I beg you, please.”She waves her hands dismissively, poison lacing her voice. “Take her away.”She turns around and hugs her husband as the guards drag me away. I thrash and twist in their hold, praying for a miracle that might allow me to break free, run to my babies, and escape with them. But these men are far too strong. I don’t stand a chance.They drag me into the dark dungeon, the strong stench of urine hitting my nose the moment we enter. After dumping me in one of the cells, the guards leave without a word, abandoning me all to myself in the dark, smelly cell.I cry my balls out, unable to get a second of sleep, my thoughts racing with fear for my children. Where are they? What are they doing to them? If anything happens to them, I’ll never forgive myself for not fleeing with them sooner. But I was

ALPHA KIERANYesterday, I visited Jaxon’s pack for business purposes. Never in a million years did I expect to see Elara there, let alone witness her being put on trial and tortured. I didn’t even think twice before stepping in to save her and her supposed children.Six years ago, on the night of my coronation, I was anonymously sent heart breaking pictures of Elara who was my mate then, having sexual interactions with Alpha Ryder of Night Shade pack—the very pack that had murdered my father. Ryder’s father and my own father had engaged in a fatal fight that lead to the death of both of them. Ever since, both packs have been sworn enemies.So, Elara sleeping with him didn’t just betray the mate bond, she also betrayed the pack. And I could never forgive her for that. When I realized she had betrayed me, I was deeply hurt, and in the heat of the moment, I rejected and banished her. Without thinking twice.It was after she was gone that it was prophesied to me that I needed to keep her

KIERAN“Where are you?” I ask my Beta, Reid, as I walk out of the hospital and make my way back to the pack house. “Just in front of your office.” He pauses for a second before exhaling. “You’re not here. Where are you?”“Wait for me. I’ll be there soon,” I tell him before cutting off the mind link.I had instructed him to go through Elara’s phone and retrieve her call history. I wanted a complete list of everyone she had spoken to in the last six months so I could begin investigating who the father of those kids is.When I walk into my office, I find Reid seated on the couch, leaning back with his legs crossed.“What do you have?” I ask as I take the papers he hands me.“Nothing,” he replies with clear disappointment.I scan the documents quickly, frustration building up in my chest. I specifically asked for records from the past six months, and instead, I’m staring at records from the past six years—barely even half a page. The only person she has ever contacted is someone named Is

ELARA I scurry out of his office, frantically searching for my children. It feels as though he brought me back here just to exact revenge. As I hurry through the hallways, calling their names in desperation and opening door after door, the people I pass glare at me with contempt. In this pack, traitors are never taken lightly. They’re not just scorned individually—their families are shunned right along with them. These people don’t know the truth. They only believe what their Alpha has told them. I have to leave this place with my children because our presence here will only drain us psychologically—if not by Kieran, then by the pack members. I continue searching for Aria and Adrien, asking the maids for Evelyn as I move, but none of them answer me. Frustration pulls up my chest and rises up to my throat, choking me. Suddenly, I bump into a small body, and I gasp. “I am really sorry for—” I begin to say, but the remaining words get caught up in my throat when I see Vivianne standin