The Wolf King's Regret

The man standing in front of me now was no longer the dying werewolf I once saved.He was the Wolf King who ruled over everything.And I was no longer a sheltered heiress, either.After my parents died in an accident, our family company was seized by a rival corporation. Now, I was nothing more than a pitiful hanger-on, living at someone else's mercy.The laughter, music, and dancing in the hall fell into dead silence at the king's anger.The guests held their breath and turned their curious gazes toward me.Bella dabbed at the corner of her eye where no tears existed."Selena, you've always been so proper. How could you end up pregnant without even knowing who the father is? You're not doing this just to get back at Cade for choosing me as his queen, are you? Did you really go find some random guy out of spite?"That line poured fuel on the fire and instantly ignited Cade's hatred."Who's the man who touched you? Speak!"Bella put on a show of gentle concern. "Your Majesty,

The rumors about me kept spreading.The worst ones said I was some shameless woman who couldn't even name the father of her child, and I was clinging to the palace because I had nowhere else to go.The truth was, I hadn't returned to the human world because the child I carried was a wolf pup.I told myself that I would leave forever with my child after giving birth.And yet, even that small wish became an impossible luxury.That day, I was walking along the sky terrace overlooking the palace. From a distance, I saw Bella approaching with her maid.I stayed on guard and turned to leave.However, the maid stepped in front of me and blocked my way.Bella swayed toward me, her gaze poisonous as it landed on my stomach. "You don't seriously think you're going to give birth to that abomination, do you?"I instinctively shielded my belly. "This child has nothing to do with you. Move!"Bella covered her lips and laughed softly, handing me a cup filled with dark green liquid."He's m

Three days after Selena left the wolf pack, Cade still couldn't accept that she had been taken right from under his nose.And the one who saved her was Julian, a man with hunter blood, the natural enemy of werewolves.Thirteen days after Selena left, Cade was still trapped in nightmares every night.In his dreams, he was lost in endless darkness. He couldn't find Selena, no matter how hard he searched.Other times, he would dream of Selena lying pale and lifeless in his arms. No matter how desperately he called her name, she wouldn't wake up.Once, he jolted awake from a nightmare and reached out instinctively, wrapping his arms tightly around the woman sleeping beside him.Like clutching the last lifeline, he trembled and whispered, "Selena… Don't leave me…"The body in his arms stiffened instantly. Then Bella's cold voice cut through the darkness."Your Majesty, open your eyes. It's me, Bella."Cade snapped fully awake. He shoved her away, got out of bed, and walked onto t

At the same time, in the wolf palace…Cade was reviewing documents when he suddenly clutched his chest and collapsed from the throne. He had never felt pain like this before.It wasn't just physical; it felt like his entire soul was being torn apart."No…"The moment he opened his mouth, blood sprayed out, and cold sweat soaked through his clothes.He felt it clearly. The mental bond connecting him to his mate had snapped.The senses that had been clouded for so long were suddenly ripped open by overwhelming grief.Selena's final emotions flooded into his mind: despair, finality, and an all-consuming hatred over losing her child.Cade even sensed the fading bloodline aura of that lost little life. That aura…was exactly the same as his own."Ugh!" Cade's rage surged to his chest, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.The clash of emotions nearly split him in two. One half was wild joy, and the other half was uncontrollable fury.He finally understood why hearing that

Cade didn't leave.The once untouchable Wolf King now looked like a discarded drifter, rooted outside the estate gates.Whether it was pouring rain or blazing sunshine, whenever I pulled back my bedroom curtains, I could always see that statue-like figure standing straight outside the wrought iron gate.He was no longer wearing that ridiculous groundskeeper outfit. Instead, he had changed back into a black shirt soaked through by rain.It was the first gift I had ever given him three years ago.The cuffs were already worn thin, yet he wore them like a treasure.Julian suggested more than once that he should release the dogs or have the guards dump Cade a few miles away in the hills.However, I stopped him every time.I sipped my tea and turned a page in my book. "An extra statue at the gate doesn't look half bad, does it?"And so, the standoff lasted an entire month.One rainy evening, Julian and I were heading downtown to a concert at the opera house. The black Rolls-Royce