Too Late for Regrets: Alpha Husband Rejects my Rejection

I stay outside the hospital room for two more hours, waiting for Coren to come back out but he doesn't.Instead, pack elders, respected pack members, and most of the men who fought with Coren in the war all flit by, each of them ignoring me in a complete rush to get into the reception room and see the Alpha's heir.Despite what I feel about this whole situation I stop a passing nurse and ask calmly, "Why are so many people going into the delivery room right now?Aren't the mother and child meant to be given time to rest and bond after delivery?"It was one of my main projects as the Luna to make sure that every female werewolf in the pack would be given enough support and prioritized, from pregnancy, to delivery, and even down to the first few days after, when the new mother would really need her rest but might be ignored by her mate because of the excitement of a new pup.The response the nurse gives throws my mind into pause for a moment, "According to pack policies, the doctor reco

Coren's aura hits me violently, grinding the force behind my rejection into dust and settling his will over mine instead. My hands grip the tablecloth tightly and when tears drop from my eyes, I don't try to stop them. Why is he even doing this?He doesn't need me anymore. He has a heir, a mistress, and I’m now just the unwanted and unneeded woman in his life. Why can’t he just let me go with my dignity and esteem still intact? The accumulated pain and betrayal of the past nine months all erupt in this moment and I sob. "Please, don't cry, Destiny."Coren doesn't even sound sorry, just exasperated, like he's tired of all this, tired of me acting like something is actually wrong.His voice is softer as he persuades, "What's going to happen to Eva if you leave? Who else does your mother have except you?"I raise my hand and wipe my tears away but more drop to replace them as I struggle to gather myself. A fresh wave of grief tears through me as I hear his words.Eva, my mother, who'

The second my feet cross the doors of the packhouse, I'm already running.I tear across the grounds and dash right to the rear of the packhouse property, straight towards the gathering of tall trees that lead to my freedom. The woods.The forest blurs around me as I run, but only one message rings through my mind: Get out.I have to get out of the pack before Coren finds me.Three days locked in that room almost made me think he had gotten rid of my determination to leave him but it hadn't. Tracy's visit today only made it stronger and as I run, heart pounding and breath racing, Tristan's words are a steady echo in my mind."If you want to leave the Silvercrest Pack then do it now.It's what's better for anyone anyways."Tears brim in my eyes as I make my way deeper into the trees. This isn't the way I thought I would leave the pack I've known as mine all my life.When Coren was off at war, some of the elders on the pack council would repeatedly mention how the pack forests always pro

I thought the "investigation" into Tracy's death wouldn't last more than a few months.It couldn't take so long to find out what happened to the woman who was so close to becoming Luna, right?But it has been five years since that day.When I was caught by Coren and brought back to the pack, Coren convinced the Council that I didn't have anything to do with Tracy's disappearance due to a lack of ground proofEveryone had agreed to put off my imprisonment for now until more evidence is found, but on one condition.I must remain in the pack."Luna Destiny, he's awake."The sound of young laughter carries into my ears, followed closely by the sound of little feet scampering across the hallway of the packhouse.I turn, my eyes fleeing to the source of that sound immediately, and a warm smile lights my face up as I see him.I crouch down to look into the eyes of the little boy that stops before me and with sincere love in my heart, I say the words I've been waiting all day to say, "Happy b

Destiny's pov.The main hall is humming with furious whispers as Maria storms off instead.Coren and the elders watch her go, but the tension in the room doesn't leave with her. It only settles on all of us. I rest my hands gently on Jack's shoulders as the eyes of everyone still at the party turn to me. The words leave my lips slowly, almost silent, "I never made Jack believe I was his mother." The eyes on me, burning like hot coals, only have more judgement in their gazes. They're never going to believe me. For the past five years, I've been living under the weight of the entire pack’s judgement. Judgement that makes me feel like I'm always walking on eggshells. It’s gotten so bad I even developed insomnia and anxiety. The saddest part of all this is that since the accusation of me "murdering" Tracy hasn't been cleared, I haven't been able to leave the pack and start a new life. I can't talk about this with anyone, not even Coren. The only person I can talk to is Jack because