Semua Bab Alpha’s Scumbag: Sorry My Luna: Bab 161 - Bab 170

Kael’s POVI sat on the cold bench in the open field, my head buried in my hands, my thoughts filled with panic and regret. My chest felt tight, like I couldn’t breathe. Every time I closed my eyes, Lyssandra’s voice echoed in my mind.“You’re responsible.”The words replayed like a broken record, over and over, cutting deeper each time. How could I have been so reckless? How did I let it get to this point? “Hey.”The familiar voice made me look up. Karl was approaching, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity. His steady gait and calm demeanor were a sharp towards me.“What’s wrong?” he asked, coming to stand in front of me. His eyes searched mine, and I could tell he wasn’t going to let me brush this off.I hesitated, my throat tightening. “I… I messed up,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.Karl frowned, crossing his arms. “How bad?”“Lyssandra,” I started, swallowing hard, “she’s pregnant. And… she said I’m responsible.”For a moment, Karl didn’t say anything. His

Georgia’s POVI said no more words as I stormed down the hallway. I am heading to look for Lyssandra. Every step I took brought me closer to the confrontation I had rehearsed in my head countless times minutes ago.Reaching her room door, without hesitation, I pushed it open with a force that made the hinges groan.Lyssandra looked up, startled, from where she sat on the edge of her bed with a maid massaging her feet. Her long, perfectly styled hair fell over her shoulders. Raveena, perched in the armchair near the window, froze mid-sentence. Their laughter died as soon as they saw my expression.“Do you think you can hide from me?” My voice was cold.Lyssandra opened her mouth, her lips parting in what I assumed would be some weak excuse or denial, but I didn’t give her the chance. In a single, fluid motion, I grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her off the bed.“Let go!” she shrieked, clawing at my wrist, but I didn’t flinch.Her knees hit the floor with a dull thud, and the s

Georgia’s POVThe cheers of the pack still echoed in my ears as I stepped down. The place was alive with movement, pack members scattering to prepare for the wedding I’d so boldly announced. Just then, I felt Kael’s hand in mine. Kael’s hand was warm in mine, his fingers laced through mine as he offered me a smile while we walked. Kael turned to me with a welcoming smile that was filled with pride and mischief. “Georgia,” he called. “That was one hell of a move out there. You didn’t just claim your place, you carved it out with a damn sledgehammer.”I smiled and we paused our walk. Kael squeezed my hand, his eyes glinting with amusement. “It was perfect. You stood up there and owned it, Georgia. I’ve never been prouder.” His voice was low, intimate, and it sent a warmth spreading through my heart.I ducked my head, feeling my cheeks flush. “I just hope I can pull it off. You know, the whole… wedding thing.”Karl chuckled, placing a hand on my shoulder. “We will. The pack’s behind y

Raveena’s POVThe first thing I noticed when I woke up was the sun light too bright, slicing through the curtains like it had a personal vendetta against my sleep. My eyes stung as I blinked, the weight of the day settling on my chest before my feet even hit the floor. It was the wedding day. Kael and Georgia’s wedding day. The thought buzzed in my head, relentless and impossible to ignore. I groaned, rolling out of bed, my bare feet meeting the cold floor of my room. My brother Kael, the Lycan God of the Lycan pack, was tying the knot with Georgia, the woman who seemed to delight in making my life a series of sarcastic jabs. And somehow, I’d been roped into the chaos of it all.I had just finished showering and pull on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt when there was a sharp knock at the door. Before I could even say “come in,” it swung open, and there stood Karl and the pack’s resident taskmaster. “Rise and shine, sleepyhead!” Karl’s voice boomed, far too chipper for 7 a.m. “You’re n

Leah’s POVThe evening sun was already dimming low. I stood beside the lake, taking a view of it, the crisp autumn breeze tugging at my hair as I pulled my jacket tighter, savoring the quiet place. Reminiscing the first day I got to meet Georgia at the orphanage and how we have bonded so easily and so fast and now she’s like a family to me and I can’t imagine my life without her. Smiling to the thoughts, suddenly, sounds of footsteps crunched on the gravel path behind me, like someone trying not to startle a me. I turned my head just enough to catch a glimpse of Karl. His hair was tousled, as if he’d been running his hands through it as the breeze blew it. My heart did a little flip of affection, the kind it always did when he was near, but I brushed it off and turned back to the lake.“Leah,” he said, his voice tender. He was closer now, close enough that I could feel the pull, even through my jacket. “You’re gonna freeze out here.” He added.I laughed softly, tucking a strand of ha