Semua Bab Hers To Ruin: Too Late For Regrets Alpha! : Bab 41 - Bab 50

«ADRIAN» “She is so weak, Adrian,” Tiara sighs heavily, her voice cracking with emotion, tears flowing down her cheeks. She looks every bit the image of a mother worried for her daughter. “She locked herself away in her room, alone. You haven’t gone to see her. Ophelia thinks… she thinks you have abandoned her.” A wave of unease twists in my chest. “She’s the Luna, she gave everything for this pack,” she continued, her voice rising. “And now, when she is in pain when she needs you her Alpha the most, you ignore her?” Her lower lip quivers. “Does she mean so little to you?” A few elders shoot me disapproving looks, and I feel the weight of their silent judgment pressing down on me. The people around us now look at me with cold eyes, their disappointment clear, for abandoning Ophelia as Tiara put it. My lips twitched, I was battling inside, trying to control myself, and after a moment of silence. I force out, "I will check on her,” my voice flat. Tiara’s face immediately

«ADRIAN’S POV»When me and my men reached the pack border, the battlefield was filled with the sounds of clashing swords and painful cries. Blood stained the ground, and seas of dead bodies of warriors—both mine and the rogues—lay scattered everywhere. But I didn't care about any of it.I marched forward, my amber eyes cold, my body tense with anticipation. This was no ordinary battle. This was a challenge; one meant to mock me, to test me. And I would not stand for it! My fingertips clenched as I continued to walk forward, my steps slow but firm. I wasn’t here for a fight. I was here for the person leading this attack. The one who dared to challenge me.I wanted to see the face of the woman who dared to lead this war against me! As soon as my warriors and the rogues saw me, everything changed. The fighting stopped. The warriors lowered their weapons. The rogues backed away. Their eyes filled with unease. A heavy silence fell over. A deep, suffocating silence.I kept walking, my

«ADRIAN POV»The Dark Howl Pack was quiet now. My warriors had pulled back, and the rogues had begun retreating as well. But I remained frozen in place in the building where I hid, I hadn't fully left, and my red eyes centered on Clara’s fading figure.My mate… my beautiful mate. I could have fought her. I could have taken her down. But I didn’t.Not because of guilt. Not because of pain.But because of what I smelled.It was faint, mixed with the the the stench of blood and cinnamon, but unmistakable.She was pregnant.I clenched my hands, my chest tightened painfully.Clara was pregnant with Pups.She was carrying someone else’s children.I couldn’t breathe for a moment. The realization hit me harder than any blow ever had.I had spent months drowning in regret, believing the Moon Goddess had punished me by taking my mate away. I had thought Clara was dead, and that I killed her.But she didn't die.She was alive. Thriving. She'd moved on. And now, she carried another man’s pups.

«CLARA POV»I don’t know how to process this.No, no. How could this be?How could it be that I have just given birth to Adrian’s child?Why is the Moon Goddess so cruel?How could I be pregnant for a man who shattered my heart, who left me to die without a second thought?My whole body trembles, my fingers tightening around the soft fur cloth wrapped around my son. My son… but not Lusaka’s.A sick feeling curls in my stomach.I have failed.I have made a deal with Lusaka—to give him an heir in exchange for my revenge. And now, I have broken that promise. I have brought another man’s child into this world, a child who shouldn’t even exist.I can’t keep him.I can’t keep this child, not when he is a reminder of everything I have lost. A reminder of the man who has cast me aside.A reminder of a love that should have died long ago.No.I still want revenge. I still want to see Adrian suffer the way he has made me suffer. I can’t let this child tie me to him.Taking a deep breath, I lift

«ADRIAN POV» Alpha Bennet’s face pales. His body jerks back, and he staggers before crashing into his seat. His throat bobs as he gulps hard, his arrogance disappearing in an instant. The courtroom is silent for a moment. Then, like a pack of hungry wolves, the other Alphas pounce. “Alpha Adrian, Bennet is right. Clara should have been executed the moment she was found guilty of being the wolf cursed by the Moon Goddess!” one barks, slamming his fist on the table. “This is all your fault, Adrian!” another accuses, his voice harsh with anger. “You spared her, and now look at what she has become—the Queen of Rogues!” A murmur of agreement spreads across the room. I sit still, my face unreadable, my hands still clenched into fists beneath the table. I let them speak. I let them spew their rage. “She attacks our packs!” a deep voice roars. “She takes our land! Steals from our people! My warriors died at the hands of those damn rogues she commands!” “And if that wasn’t eno