All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: Chasing My Forsaken Luna: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

RAVEN"Lady Raven?” A tiny, female voice called after the short knock on my door. “I have a letter for you.”I stood up and immediately hurried towards the door before she could knock again and wake the baby.“Thank you…” I muttered, staring at the serving girl imploring.She smiled, curtseying slightly. “Julie, Milady.”I nodded, accepting the letter from her. “Thank you, Julie.”Another curtsey, then she turned and scurried away.The letter was wrapped in pale blue ribbon, smelling faintly of lilac and smoke.My heart immediately knew who it came from before I even unsealed unsealed it.Aunt Seraphine’s handwriting danced across the page in neat, looping strokes, steady and bold as her voice had always been.‘My dearest Raven,I’ve heard words about the unrest near the Oxen border, and I know what your heart must be worried. But I ask you to hold steady a while longer. MoonFyre isn’t safe right now either for you nor the little ones. The council here is also divided and thirsty for

RAVENA sharp, chilly wind whipped through the clearing, spreading through Blood Nest in strong ripples.Logan was already waiting on the training field when I arrived. Barefoot, sleeves rolled to his elbows…exposing strong, corded arms, his hair damp from the morning mist. I took a moment to assess his easy stance, a small smile tugging on my lips as I shifted on my feet.He turned to face me then, stealing my breath away when our eyes met.“Back for another beating, Milady?” he teased.I rolled my shoulders, stretching the stiffness from my arms. “What do you mean by ‘another beating’? I wiped the floor with you last time.”Logan's brows shot up as amusement danced across his features. “Is that a hill you're willing to die on?”“Cut the speech and come at me.”He chuckled, that low, easy sound that somehow always found its way under my skin, and lingering like the aftertaste of something sweet. “You really think you can beat me?”“Think?” I lunged before he could finish, claws ha

SERAPHINEThe darkness was alive, and I wasn't alone.Pressing down heavily on my chest until I woke up.There was a sharp pull in the wards woven into my chamber walls, the kind that never stirred unless something uninvited crashed against them.For a moment, I lay still beneath the silk sheets, watching the thin spill of moonlight draw silver veins across the ceiling. Moonfyre was still deathly silent, which meant the night was far gone.It was the kind of silence that only came before blood.When I opened my eyes fully and pushed up to sit in the bed, the air was already wrong. Cold where it shouldn’t be, making the insides of my nose crackle and ache with each breath.“You thought you could burn me out, didn’t you?”I shifted slightly , my hackles raised to the heavens.The voice wasn’t that of a man or a beast, it was something in between, something that had borrowed language and laced it with hate.My heart thudded once, then steadied. Fear had never served me well, not in all

LOGAN'S POV My beta had been talking for at least ten minutes, his voice a steady rumble in the room, something about patrol rotations, border watch schedules… and ration counts.I’d been pretending to listen, nodding in all the right places, making the right sounds of agreement, but the truth was, I hadn’t heard a damn word since I glanced out the window and saw her.I kept my arms folded and absently stroked my chin as myy gaze kept drifting past him, through the tall window that overlooked the courtyard.There she was again.Raven sat at the stone table near the fountain, sunlight pooling around her like it had been made for her alone.Her hair was unbound, tumbling down her back and catching the light in quiet flames. She leaned over a chessboard, eyes narrowed in concentration, a queen hooked between her fingers.She moved a piece and furrowed her brows as she paused. Then she tilted her head and moved another from the opposite side of the board, all while her friend sat chuckl

RAVEN'S POV I had been sleeping well lately, better than I had in months.The moon was full, the pack was at peace…mostly and I was slowly beginning to relax and take things easier during the day.Nothing was perfect, but I honestly wasn't expecting it to be. Before crawling under the sheets, I'd checked in on the children first. Aurora slept curled against her toy wolf in the adjoining room, her breathing soft and even. The baby’s cradle was beside her bed, his tiny chest rising and falling in rhythm with the flicker of the candlelight. Everything was right as I yawned and slipped into a peaceful sleep.Until it wasn’t.I woke to silence that wasn’t silence, the kind that felt heavy and suffocating. The air had changed, cool but alive, threaded with something prickly. My pulse stuttered. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming. Then the light through the window pulsed once, like a magnetic heartbeat, pulling me.Calling me… “Come, Raven.”I rose, as if under a spell, careful not to