All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: Chasing My Forsaken Luna: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

SERAPHINE'S POV MOONFYRE PACK “I know you must have heard our names, Seraphine,” the man with white hair and his wife were now advancing closer towards me.“We were always trying to mind-connect you, hoping you would remember us. None of this is our fault, we tried to reach you. We were no longer allowed to set foot into the kingdom. We recently came back after hearing that the old King had passed away. We took refuge in an old cottage in the dark forest. Please Seraphine, believe us.”“Did you say Luna Maeve had you thrown out of the kingdom?”I took the silence from the two individuals as a 'yes'. This woman knew the truth of my parentage yet she watched me suffer day after day as though I was an orphan with a dreaded lineage. I understood now, the weird agitation from Lysanna, the sudden calm and peace I felt around them, and the unusual scent— the scent of White wolves. I wasn't the last living one of my kind after all.I remembered now, that I normally saw them in my dreams a

Now what was this? And why this timing of all that could have existed in this period?Luna Maeve couldn’t keep these thoughts out of her mind, subconsciously struggling to navigate this feeling of claustrophobia she met within the dungeon. This life was alien to her, and nothing could have shocked her more than Seraphine’s behaviour.She never expected that Seraphine would find out the truth about Regina and Lionel. The fact that this revelation had to come out at the time she was this close to finding her son showed that the odds were terribly against her. There was no way Seraphine would assist her in finding her son now that she had learned the truth about her parents.“Goddamn it!”Luna Maeve suddenly cursed, throwing a kick at the iron railings. Once Ronan was found, he would return to being the ruler of the pack and her mind would once again be at rest—but Seraphine—Seraphine would do everything to make sure she was even with her now. That girl was smart, considerate, and at the

RAVEN"In the future, make sure to inform me before making decisions that involve me,” I gritted out just before Aella bursted into the hall, moving towards us with hurried steps and clutching a sealed letter in both hands. “This was delivered by a rogue messenger,” she murmured breathlessly.“He said it’s for you.”The seal was unmarked, the parchment crisp and clean. My stomach twisted sourly.Logan took it before I could touch it. “Where did it come from?”“I have no idea, sir. The messenger’s gone,” Aella answered. “I caught him near the southern path, but he vanished before the patrol could question him.”“You should be careful too, he could've hurt you,” Logan said as he tore the letter open, his eyes scanning the page for a moment before hardening. “I believe this is from the person you escaped from.”My pulse jumped. “What?”He handed it to me. The handwriting was unmistakable, sharp and precise…almost like Rune’s.“Raven,I know I failed you. I want to make things between us r

RAVENI stirred awake to the dulled ache of exhaustion.The room was unbelievably still, the curtains drawn just enough to let in a faint wash of the morning sun.Logan was gone, but the lingering scent of pine and smoke told me he’d stayed until dawn. I didn't remember him bringing me into my room, but there I was.I caught myself smiling at the thought and promptly straightened my face, as I rolled out of the bed.An audible yawn escaped me as I moved towards the door, refusing to think about how I'd gotten out of my dress and into a sleep wear. Once outside, I took a deep breath and pressed my hand against the cool railing of the balcony, the same spot he always stood in.He made me feel safe, without having to touch me or tell me that I was. And that was disturbing.The ache in my chest reminded me I couldn’t afford to need or depend on anyone again. Not when I was barely holding my pieces together from the last time I did.By midday, the pack’s main house buzzed with low conversa

LILA’S POV The night air was thick with smoke and secrets. The Oxen Pack estate slept under a restless moon, but my mind refused to follow. Rest had become a luxury I could no longer afford even with the vast amount of gold and ivory I possessed.I paced around in chamber, a goblet of crimson wine trembling slightly in my grip. Perhaps the wine was the reason it felt like my heart was in my throat, it was far too late to be chugging it in such a large amount. But I couldn't stop.The manor was silent save for the low rustle of wind through the trees and the occasional flicker of a torch that threw restless shadows across the marble as the men moved out side.He was late. Again.The waiting always angered me more than it should, because I'd put in enough effort to make sure he came running immediately whenever I called.What was wrong with him?!I grimaced as I threw back the rest of the wine and stalked back to the table to refill my goblet.This time, I charged straight out to the ba