All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: Mommy, Daddy, We Want to Be Together!: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

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Chapter 301 – Tomorrow, we go home

SOPHIA'S POVThe morning air was crisp, the skies bright and sunny and laced with anticipation.The best type of morning if you ask me.Our apartment – our sanctuary these past few years – was buzzing with movement. Open boxes, half packed suitcases, bubble wrap, and the clumsy scurry of twin feet filled the space. Alex and Alexia were in their matching pajamas, diving in and out of their rooms with more enthusiasm than coordination.“Would you kids slow down, please?” I yelled and knew they would hear me. If nothing else, their werewolf hearing should have been activated.“Mommy! Do we have to pack the sea shells too?” Alexia called from her bedroom doorway, cradling a glass jar with the delicacy of a museum curator.“If they matter to you,” I said, taping the corner of a box shut. “Then yes, they come too.”She grinned and disappeared again.We weren’t moving permanently. Not yet. But the plan was to stay at Moonstone for a few weeks – enough time to let the twins adjust, enough tim

Last Updated : 2025-07-07

Chapter 302 — I didn’t know how badly I wanted something until I lost it

GRACE'S POVThe day Sophia called…The mirror didn’t lie. Not tonight.Not when my makeup sat perfectly on my face, yet I couldn’t hide the storm behind my eyes. My lipstick was still fresh – some shade of deep wine I had no business wearing when my heart was running dry.I hadn’t heard from Lucas in five days.Not a text. Not a call. Not even one of his maddeningly vague voice notes. Nothing.Which would’ve been fine, if I hadn’t spent the days before that tangled up in him – literally, figuratively, and in every other way you could think of.And now?Now, he was just… gone.I sat on the edge of my couch, nursing a cup of reheated coffee I didn’t want, staring at my phone like it owed me answers.How had we gotten here?Just last week, he’d shown up at my door with Thai takeout and that stupid half smile, the one that made it hard to remember why I was always so guarded around him. It was the same night I had called Sophia, no response and Kate had said Daniel was at a function, and

Last Updated : 2025-07-08

Chapter 303 – She tasted like red wine and defiance

LUCAS’ POVThe bourbon was older than most of my regrets. But it burned the same.I let it sit in the glass for a long moment, untouched, the amber catching the low light of the penthouse. Outside the window, the city flickered like it was trying to outshine the quiet I couldn't drown.And in that silence, she lingered.Grace.Even her name was infuriatingly poetic. Grace – when she walked into a room, when she laughed at her own sarcasm, when she saw through me like I was made of glass.Which I was. With her, at least.And now?Now she was silence, too.Not the kind you welcome after a long day. The kind that keeps you awake, running through every word you shouldn’t have said, every one you should’ve.I dragged a hand through my hair, restless. Fuck. How did it get to this? How did I let it get to this? Damn it.I wasn’t good at this. Relationships. Feelings. Vulnerability. Whatever the hell this thing between us had become.I’d spent my life mastering control – over people, companie

Last Updated : 2025-07-09

Chapter 304 – I didn’t want to just survive it. I wanted to matter

LUCAS’ POVFor a moment, I couldn’t move.Grace stood there in my doorway like some half forgotten dream – tousled hair, a storm in her eyes, voice still trembling from whatever courage brought her here, her auburn hair blowing in the wind. And I just… froze.Maybe it was the fear I’d say the wrong thing again. Or maybe it was the way her presence softened everything in me I’d spent a lifetime keeping sharp.“Grace, it meant everything.” I said again, softer this time, like the words themselves might scare her off.But she didn’t run.She stepped inside.I closed the door behind her, quietly. The lock clicked, the kind of small sound that marks the end of something and the beginning of something else.She didn’t sit. Didn’t move farther in. Just stood near the entryway, like she was still deciding whether she’d made a mistake.I cleared my throat. “Do you want a drink? Water?”Her eyes met mine. “No. I want honesty.”A beat passed and I nodded.“Okay.”She paced. Not angrily – nervous

Last Updated : 2025-07-10

Chapter 305 – You Really Like Trouble

SOPHIA’S POVIf you’d told me even a month ago that I’d be waltzing into the opening of Le Jardin de fleur, the most buzzed about restaurant in the city, on the arm of Nathan Bennett, my mate, I would’ve laughed you straight out of my kitchen.Yet here we were. I chuckled softly. How things changed.It had been very last minute that the move to the pack had been postponed. The house wasn't quite there yet and it was simply a stroke of luck that Maria had called, with an invitation in hand and a friends/social outing in the other.And who was I not to jump at the opportunity? Anything to mingle in the culinary world and check out the friendly competition.So here we were, in the finest of outfits suitable for the event and a palpable excitement in our veins. We'd been looking forward to it from the moment we got the invite.The valet swung open the car door, and Nathan stepped out first — all clean lines, midnight suit, and the kind of quiet confidence that made heads turn. It was sex

Last Updated : 2025-07-11

Chapter 306 – Because I Got Tired of Pretending

MARIA'S POVThe first thing I noticed when I stepped out onto the terrace was how quiet it was.The hum of jazz and clinking glasses still carried faintly from inside, but out here — under the stars and city lights — it felt like a different world entirely.And there he was.Frank.Leaning against the railing like he belonged there, hands stuffed into his pockets, tie slightly crooked, eyes fixed somewhere in the distance as though he could stare down the skyline itself.He looked good. Annoyingly good. The kind of good that made you regret every hour you spent convincing yourself you were over it.I crossed my arms and cleared my throat. “You’re late.”He didn’t even flinch. Just glanced at me over his shoulder, one corner of his mouth quirking upward. The infuriating man. “And yet… here I am.”That earned him an eye roll. “Oh, don’t flatter yourself. You’re not that impressive.”His grin widened, and he turned fully toward me. “You sure about that?”Oh, he was insufferable.And — da

Last Updated : 2025-07-15

Chapter 307 – This was worth it. All of it

FRANK'S POVI hated dressing up.Always had. Although being the editor in chief for one of the biggest food magazines in the country pretty much required dressing up from time to time, it still didn’t change my stance on it.But as I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, trying — and failing — to get my tie to sit straight, it occurred to me that tonight wasn’t really about me.It was about her.Maria.And I’d already wasted enough damn time when it came to her.So I gritted my teeth, yanked the knot into something that vaguely resembled functional, and grabbed my jacket.I almost didn’t go.Again.When Sophia's text came through, “You have exactly fifteen minutes to get your stubborn self to Le Jardin before I come drag you here myself”, I’d stared at it for a solid minute before answering.Because part of me — the stupid part — still wondered if showing up would even matter anymore. Somewhere in the back of my mind though, I knew that if I truly did not show up, Sophia and her beau

Last Updated : 2025-07-16

Chapter 308 – For When You Forget Where Home Is

MARIA'S POV It turns out, Frank plans vacations the same way he lives the rest of his life – maddeningly, infuriatingly, perfectly.I wanted to hate it.I tried to hate it.But the moment I stepped out of the car and saw the villa — all whitewashed walls and sweeping ocean views, perched right over water so turquoise it hurt to look at — I lost every ounce of righteous indignation I’d packed in my carry on.“Oh.” I breathed, holding my tote bag just a little tighter.Behind me, Frank’s voice was annoyingly smug. “Not bad, huh?”I spun around and narrowed my eyes at him, mostly to save face. “Fine. You get one point. One.”“Mm,” he said, reaching past me to grab the luggage. “By the end of the week, I’ll have at least five.”“Dream big, Williams.” I shot back, but my lips betrayed me, curling upward despite myself.The villa was… obscene, honestly.A private infinity pool, a bedroom that looked like it had been ripped out of a magazine, and an outdoor shower that — judging by Frank’s

Last Updated : 2025-07-19

Chapter 309 – I Think This Is What I've Waited for All My Life

MARIA'S POV By the fourth day of paradise, I was beginning to suspect that Frank and I were too good at ruining it.Don’t get me wrong — we’d had our moments. Oh yeah, we definitely had our moments.There was the morning he made me laugh so hard at breakfast that I nearly choked on a papaya seed. Or snorted it to my brain. It was hard to tell which exact way my body had been planning on sabotaging me with.There was the sunset when we danced barefoot in the sand to a terrible street musician’s guitar. A for effort to both him and the musician. I'm not going to lie, there were times I was tempted to march up there and drag the beautiful instrument he had turned into an instrument of noise pollution and keep it far away from him – or hell, even play it myself.But I guess there was something endearing about the musician trying and not giving up. Same with the man in front of me.There was even the time he coaxed me into the ocean at midnight and held me so close I forgot about the chil

Last Updated : 2025-07-20

Chapter 310 – My stomach did a ridiculous little flip anyways

MARIA'S POV Almost a week later, all I can say is that it's been one heck of a vacation. I woke up on a random Tuesday morning to the smell of burnt toast and the sound of someone swearing in my kitchen.For a terrifying moment, I thought maybe I was being robbed by the world’s least competent burglar.Then I remembered – I’d let Frank stay over last night.Well. “Stay over” was a generous way of saying he’d shown up with Thai takeout, a bottle of wine, and that sheepish grin that still somehow worked on me. We’d ended up falling asleep on the couch halfway through some terrible action movie.And now he was… whatever this was.I swung my legs out of bed and padded down the hallway, tugging his hoodie tighter around me.When I reached the kitchen, I stopped in the doorway and crossed my arms.Frank Williams — former workaholic, perpetual flirt, serial avoider of anything remotely resembling intimacy — was standing there barefoot, wearing my apron (backwards), wielding a spatula like i

Last Updated : 2025-07-22

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