Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Regret: The Luna Who Defied Rejection : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

LAYLA'S I wasn’t sure what had come over me this evening The streets had been so busy, the food—so simple yet satisfying, a bit of normalcy in a life that never seemed to allow it. The maids had prepared something special something fit for an Alpha and Luna but Del ever the selfless one insisted they shouldn’t bother. “I’ll eat with you” he’d said offering that grin of his that always made everything feel like it might just be okay. But as we returned to our chambers, I couldn’t shake the feeling of discomfort. Del on the other hand seemed at ease walking alongside me like we hadn’t just spent the day out there two people pretending to be something we were still trying to figure out. It was all my fault, even though Del said he wanted to eat with me, I was quite sure that he was still a little angry about what had happened earlier.My heart thudded in my chest, a heavy weight of emotions I didn’t know how to carry. Not for him not for me… but for what I had lost. I tried to shove

THIS IS WRITTEN IN THE AUTHOR'S POV FOR BETTER UNDERSTANDING AND NARRATE BOTH CHARACTERS SIDE.Drake's packhouse, a contemporary warehouse transformed into a spacious haven for oddnpack members, was enveloped in darkness,.with every nook and cranny evoking the icy efficiency of its industrial beginnings. Years of use had worn down the once immaculate concrete floors, but the sharp edges were softened by the soft amber light that filled the minimalist furnishings which included, polished wood tables, leather chairs and a long bar that ran the length of one wall. The sharp yet recognizable smell of fresh whiskey and polished metal filled the air. The soft leather of Drake's chair sank under him as he leaned back. The amber liquid within the glass swirled as his fingers moved it around in his hand, his face lit up with happiness and so much victory that he wanted to jump and dance for joy.The contents of the glass caught the light as if reflecting his own thoughts which were swift d

LAYLAIt had been an uneventful dinner, the type where everyone talks but no one pays much attention. The same old conversation about the pack, Del speaking with the Gemma whom he had invited over for dinner and me feeling bored because I had something to tell him and as the dinner was taking longer than necessary I simply forgot what I wanted to say. I excused myself and withdrawed to the living room and apologizing for the conversation as soon as the last plate was cleared. I could hear the typical sound of the servantsngoing about their daily activities—voices coming from upstairs. However tonight felt different. I sank into the couch with my book open in front of me and wrapped a blanket around myself but my thoughts were far away. The letters swam in front of my eyes blending into a single unreadable stream making it impossible for me to concentrate on the words. I ought to have gone to bed. I wanted to get some rest. Rather

LAYLA I didn't care or maybe I was just too stubborn or maybe I was just too anxious or I just wanted to see Drake and give him a piece of my mind. “ Hurry up.” I said to my personal maids as they did my makeup and styled my hair. I took a glance at the wall clock and sighed in relief. The celebration was just starting and it would be just an hour and thirty minutes for Del to prepare, speak with a few people and they would come up before everyone, introduce me as the party began. That would be just enough time to get to Willows Height and speak to that dumbass and then return like nothing ever happened. “Luna, do you want the pins —” “Just do your thing, Mikina.” I said sharply to the hairstylist, I wasn't supposed to yell, I never yell at any of them but tonight was different and I had a lot weighing me down. She nodded and mu

LAYLA I wanted to slap her, I really wanted to. I hated everything she was saying and I was supposed to believe my instincts the first time I met Celeste that she had been up to no good.This revelation about her never having feelings for Adrian and being in love with Del was the most absurd thing I had ever heard in my entire life. I had to think quickly and know what to do. I had to get out of here quickly, because who knows she might be working for someone and I would end up dead and Del would never know what happened to me.Celeste making such a demand of me was something I never imagined would happen. Her harsh, unforgiving words pierced the atmosphere like glass fragments. It made no difference that the silence of the woods was deafening.It only mattered that her icy eyes met mine at that precise moment. “Are you thinking about this, ho