Semua Bab Alpha's Regret: Luna's Revenge : Bab 1 - Bab 5

Slap!The stinging echo of the slap reverberated through the kitchen, punctuating the oppressive silence.Elena's cheek burned from the force, a fiery trail left in its wake. She winced but quickly buried her pain, focusing on the mound of dishes piled in the sink.The cold, greasy water splashed against her raw, frostbitten fingers, intensifying the dull throb in her hand. Each plate she scrubbed felt like another weight added to her shoulders, the indignity of her position pressing down on her like a vice."Move faster, you useless Omega!" Lycia's voice was sharp, like a whip cutting through the stifling air. "You want to keep that hand? Clean those dishes properly!"Elena's eyes stung with unshed tears, but she forced them back. Any sign of weakness would only provoke more of Lycia's venom.Her movements quickened, driven by a desperate need to avoid further punishment. She worked furiously, her trembling hands turning the water into frothy bubbles, but the ache in her fingers was

"Please understand, Elena. Alpha Bernard, Luna Gladys, she's in bad shape, so she accidentally threw the food," Samantha's voice was earnest, her eyes pleading for forgiveness.Elena's gaze remained locked on Prince Adrian, disbelief coursing through her. The man who had held her captive last night, declaring her his Mate, sat there unperturbed.Alpha Bernard's brow furrowed as he turned to Samantha. "If she isn’t feeling well, why is she still working here? She should be resting," he said, his voice filled with concern.Samantha’s shoulders tensed as she tried to explain. "She insisted on serving today, Alpha Bernard. We're short on staff."Alpha Bernard shook his head. "No, I don’t think so. She needs rest," he stated firmly.Elena felt Alpha Bernard's eyes on her, but she couldn't look away from Prince Adrian, who seemed oblivious to the turmoil he caused."It's Elena, isn't it?" Alpha Bernard’s voice finally broke through her haze.She bowed her head slightly. "Yes, Alpha Bernard.

Elena stood in the butterfly garden, the delicate flurry of wings around her contrasting sharply with the turmoil within. The prince's summons had left her trembling with a mix of fear and hope. The vibrant colors of the butterflies and the tranquility of the garden seemed a world away from the storm raging inside her.As Prince Adrian appeared, his eyes cold and commanding, Elena's breath caught in her throat. She couldn’t reconcile this man with the one who had been on the verge of rejecting her."What can I do for you, Prince Adrian?" she asked, her voice wavering as he approached."Get yourself ready at 8 in the evening. We will go out," he ordered curtly, turning his back on her without waiting for a response.Elena's eyes widened, her body freezing in shock. Why was he suddenly asking her out? Her mind raced with possibilities. Was this a romantic gesture, or another of his cruel games? Before she could voice her thoughts, he cut her off."I don't want to hear anything from you.