The Alpha's Regret: Mate and Pup Gone

Alpha Darius Waller left with Raven Snyder and her son, Cole Booker.

My daughter, Rachel Waller, and I stood at the door of our temporary home, staring at the mess they had left behind. I couldn't help but frown.

Rachel asked sadly, "Mom, can we make it so Dad can never find us again? If they hadn't come, I could have had a happy Full Moon Night."

My heart broke when I heard her say that.

I kneeled down and gently stroked her cheek. "Then, let's move farther away—to somewhere Dad will never find us."

We packed our things again and moved once more.

Before leaving, I took one last look at the little place we had tried so hard to turn into a home. I felt bitterness well up inside me.

In my past life, Darius' Beta, Michael Booker, died in a pack conflict. That very night, Darius brought Raven and her son home.

"Raven is my Beta's mate, and Cole is his only child. As the Alpha, taking care of them is my duty. You're the Luna, so you need to be understanding and let them have their way…"

Raven took the silver fur cloak my mother had sewn for me with her own hands—the cloak I couldn't bear to wear even once.

Darius said lightly, "It's just a cloak. Raven likes it, so let her have it. You're the Luna. Don't be so selfish."

To make Raven and Cole more comfortable, he had me and Rachel move into the cold, damp basement.

The basement had no ventilation, and mold grew everywhere. As a result, Rachel developed pneumonia.

She coughed and ran a fever all night long, but Darius refused to give us medicine. "Many in the pack are sick right now. Cole might catch it.

"Rachel is older and can tough it out. Save the medicine for Cole. You know he's Michael's only child. Nothing can happen to him."

Then one day, Raven suddenly fell to her knees in front of Darius and me, covering her face. There was a fresh red handprint on her cheek.

"Luna Selena, it's all my fault. I'll take Cole and leave right now. I won't get in your way anymore…" she said through sobs.

Darius didn't even ask me what happened. He just assumed I was petty and cruel, that I had bullied the mate and child of a fallen warrior.

He exiled us from the pack after that.

In the freezing snow, the sick Rachel fell unconscious. I held her in my arms and kneeled at the pack gates, begging Darius for something to eat.

He didn't even open the door when he said, "The supplies we have left are for Raven and Cole. You did something wrong, so you have to face the consequences."

Through the door, I could smell the scent of roast meat. I could also see the candies and berries on the table.

Then, Darius slammed the door shut on us.

I continued kneeling, causing my knees to turn raw and bleed on the snow. When I looked down, I realized Rachel had died in my arms at some point.

That night, a blizzard struck.

All I remember is curling up in the snow, holding Rachel with the last of my warmth. The next day, I never opened my eyes again.

Now that I had been given a second chance at life, the death and despair of my past life still lingered in my heart.

I swore to the Moon Goddess that I would never let Rachel and I repeat the same mistakes.