Semua Bab Alpha's regret: Omega's second chance: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Solana's POV For someone who claimed he didn't want to touch me, Marcel gave it to me rough, leaving me screaming, begging and completely undone. But I loved it, and he knew it. Now we were both lying on the bed, naked. He was looking at me like I was the most precious thing in the world, while moons and stars danced in my stomach. "I told you I can handle it." I teased, making him groan. He then leaned in and gave me a kiss on my lips. This moment felt too perfect. I didn't want it to end. I wish I could just stay here with him forever and forget all our problems— his mother, Gerald, Grayson, Alastor and the rogues. "What are you thinking about?" He asked, his voice rough, triggering vivid memories of the time he had me pinned to the bathroom wall and was fucking the shit out of me from behind. And the other time when he picked me up and... Oh fuck, I need to get a grip on myself. "I am thinking about you and how much I love you, how much I am enjoying your presence right now th

Marcel's POVSolana and I managed to drag ourselves out of the bedroom, as we headed to the cell where I was previously locked up. That was where Gerald was... With Tania.The marks on my body were already healed. Turned out sex with Solana was much more effective than whatever those doctors did. Or maybe it was the marking. Either way, I felt energetic and ecstatic.Until I entered the old training center building. I felt Solana's mood dwindle as well.I wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her closer. She looked up at me and gave me an appreciative smile."Remember what I told you. If you want anyone dead, all you have to do is say the word. And if you do the killing yourself, I will help you hide the bodies."Solana let out a breath. "We just marked each other. Maybe we should postpone the killings for today."I smiled slightly. "As you wish, Alpha."The moment we got to the cell the Beta was locked up, we met him on his feet, like he was expecting us.As for the witch? Tan

Solana's POV It had been a week after Grayson and his son abducted me, after they had tortured my mate and tried to forcefully mark me and steal what was mine. But now, they were the ones in the dungeon, while my mate and I were getting ready to ascend as the Alpha and Beta of the Blood moon pack. Alastor was better, but he would never be well again. It turned out that the blows I landed him with those cuffs around my hand, did more than just stopping him from marking me. It had shattered something inside of him, a part that governed his perception of the world— the occipital region. It affected his visuals, and now he saw things wrongly and processed everything slowly. At first the doctors believed that he would recover fully, given the proper care and medication. He was a werewolf after all. But I gave them a specific instruction to delay the healing process. No rapid regeneration. No enhanced treatment. Everything he would be getting would be just enough to keep him alive. I ha

Solana's POV It was almost night. The whole pack house had been buzzing with activities and entertainment. We even had more guests than what we anticipated, and the whole thing was going so smoothly. At different points, I would think something was about to go wrong, but nothing did. It was just my paranoia. "It is time." Marcel said to me. We were inside the pack house, while everyone was gathered outside. I stood in the dressing room downstairs, looking at myself in the mirror. I was dressed in a white flowing dress with sleeves that flairs from my elbow to the bottom, low V neckline with black thread sewn intricately at the hems. Black and grey threads were also woven in various parts of the dress to form different symbolic designs— the moon, a crown, a girl, a wolf— all expertly entwined together to look simple but with a bit of sophistication. A thick fur coat with the same symbolic designs was draped over my shoulders. My blonde hair fell down my back in luscious waves, a cro

Solana's POV The moment we stepped through the double doors of the ballroom, the music stopped, and a man announced in a loud voice, shocking even me. "Alpha Solana and Beta Marcel of the Blood moon pack!" The crowd went utterly still for a moment, before they erupted in applauses. They got up on their feet, all laughters, claps and cheers. Goosebumps covered my skin. I turned to my mate and I met him smiling at me. Maybe because he grew up in an Alpha household, he was not rattled by the attention. 'They are happy to have you, Wildcat.' His voice in my head made me grin. 'Us, Marcel. You and me. Me and you.' Lisa and Reuben came forward to direct us to our seats, but we had not even gotten there when little Kaira bolted towards me. Thankfully, I caught sight of her on time, and I crouched to hug her. "You were so brave out there, Kaira." I praised, ruffling her hair and making her giggle. "I know. Mommy told me." She grinned proudly, and I gave her a high five. A