The Luna's Rebirth : Ex Alpha's Regret

The heart monitors beeped fast in the room. I was on my knees, my hands shaking as I clutched the edge of the cold white bed. My eyes were red and swollen, fixed entirely on my three year old baby girl Avery. Her little chest heaved violently as she fought for every single breath. "Iris, tell the doctor to do something!" Anya, my wolf, panicked inside my mind as she paced back and forth wildly. " Tell him to use magic, take our blood, take our life force, anything...there has to be another way!" "Please doctor…. do something!" I sobbed, looking up at the head physician with desperate eyes. "There has to be another way, I will pay any amount of money. Millions… Anything. Just find someone with that blood type…Please!" The doctor looked down at me with pity and shook his head. "Luna Iris, you know the nature of her rare condition. A stranger's blood will trigger a fatal reaction and only her biological father’s blood can save her right now. Without a fresh transfusion from Alpha

Kael looked at me, then lowered his gaze to the white envelope resting on the marble table. A loud, mocking laugh burst out of his chest, echoing through the quiet living room. "You must be crazy," Kael sneered, shaking his head as he leaned back against the sofa. "Requesting a divorce over a small inconvenience? Are you really making this big of a scene over nothing?" "A small inconvenience?" I asked, my voice trembling with disbelief, though my eyes remained cold. "My daughter’s death is a small inconvenience to you?" I took a sharp breath, standing tall in front of the pack elders who were watching us in stunned silence. "Anyways," I said clearly, staring straight into his arrogant eyes. "The only reason I was still here, the only reason I tolerated your filth for years was because of Avery. Now my baby is gone. There is no longer any use for me to stay in this house. You will finally be free Kael. You will have everything you want and you can have as many mistresses as your

My eyelids felt impossibly heavy. I slowly opened them, blinking against the bright sunlight streaming through the window. I sat up, my heart pounding in my chest as I looked around the room. I was expecting to see the cold ground of the Lycan border or the dark walls of Kael’s pack house. But my jaw dropped. White silk curtains covered my windows, a crystal chandelier sparkled above me and the polished wooden furniture matched everything I remembered from my youth. I looked at the fireplace and saw a huge portrait of myself and realization hit me. I was in my room... in my parents' estate, the Moonstone Pack. "What is going on?" I thought, my mind spinning. "Why am I here?" "Iris?"a familiar voice called inside my head. "Anya?" I gasped out loud. "Anya, you are back!" "I am here, Iris!"Anya spoke, her voice clear and strong in my mind. "What happened? After we got hit by that dart, everything went black. I was knocked out by the poison....I tried to reach you, but I disap

The heavy double doors at the back of the venue banged open, echoing off the stone walls of the chapel. "I object!" Kael shouted, his chest heaving as he marched down the center aisle. His eyes were wide and red, staring straight at me as if I had betrayed him. The crowd of pack elders and guests gasped, whispering furiously among themselves and eside me, Cassian did not even turn around. His large, warm hand simply tightened around mine, his icy blue eyes fixed on my face with a terrifying calmness. "Iris, what are you doing?" Kael demanded, stopping right at the foot of the altar. He looked past the priest, pointing a shaking finger at Cassian. "You cannot marry him...you’re supposed to marry me. We are meant to be together and you , you know that. I do not accept this!" A cold and bitter sting hit my chest, but I kept my posture straight. My wolf, Anya paced inside my mind, her fur bristling with dark hatred." Keep your head up Iris," Anya growled smoothly. " Look at this path

It was not supposed to react like this, not now... especially in front of her. A sharp, searing heat ripped through my ribs, taking my breath away in a split second. The agony was so blinding. It felt as if a thousand white-hot needles were driving straight into my muscle, tearing through the flesh over my heart. Ever since I made that forbidden request to rewind time, this mark had appeared on my chest. A dark, cursed tattoo of a bleeding heart wrapped tightly in jagged thorns. Every time it pulsed, it bled and every time it bled, it tge thorns became real and were covered in my blood...the pain dragged me and my wolf to the absolute edge of madness and intense pain threatening to make me pass out right there and then. I had gone back to the coven of witches, demanding answers. They looked at the mark with wide, fearful eyes, admitting they had never seen anything like it. They warned me it was likely a punishment or a curse from the Moon Goddess for defying the natural order and