Semua Bab Alpha's Regret: Return of the Rejected Mate: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Kelsey’s POVI turned my face away sharply, irritation flaring hot in my chest. “I don’t know you,” I said coldly, taking a step backward. “Whatever you think you’re doing, I suggest you stop before you get yourself in trouble.”The man chuckled, a low sound that made my skin prickle with unease. His gaze remained fixed on my protruding belly, and that malicious smile widened until I could see too many teeth.“Come now, don’t be like that,” he drawled, moving closer despite my obvious retreat. “I’ve been looking for you for quite some time, actually. Didn’t expect to run into you here, of all places.”My pulse quickened, but I kept my voice level and threatening. “I don’t know who you think I am, but you’re mistaken. My mate Dominic is right over there, and if you continue harassing me, he won’t hesitate to deal with you.”I gestured toward the parking lot where Dominic’s silhouette was visible beside his car, hoping the threat would be enough to make this stranger back off.Instead, t

Penelope’s POVAs Debbie spoke, I noticed how her fingers unconsciously drifted toward the gauze on her forehead, touching it lightly before she caught herself and dropped her hand. Her small lips pressed together in a stubborn line, refusing to acknowledge any discomfort despite what must have been a painful wound.“You were very brave to help your friend,” I said carefully, studying her face for any signs of serious injury the doctors might have missed. “But sweetheart, I need you to understand something important.”Debbie tilted her head, waiting for my words with the serious attention she reserved for what she considered grown-up conversations.I placed both hands gently on her narrow shoulders, looking directly into her eyes. “Even though your abilities are much stronger than other children your age, you must still learn to protect yourself first. You can’t help anyone else if you get seriously hurt.”“But Tommy was crying,” Debbie protested, her voice rising earnestly. “The bigge

Penelope’s POVEdward’s handsome face appeared on my phone screen as I answered his call. The background behind him showed what looked like an expensive office.“Penelope,” he said pleasantly. “It’s wonderful to see your beautiful face. How have you been managing all your new responsibilities?”“I’m well, thank you,” I replied, forcing a smile that felt more natural than I’d expected given my emotional turmoil moments before. “How are you holding up during this difficult time? I can’t imagine how stressful this must be for your entire family.”“I’ve just returned from a lengthy expedition,” Edward explained, adjusting his position in what looked like a leather chair. “Pack business that unfortunately couldn’t be delayed, even with everything else happening. Now I’m handling most of our territorial affairs as my father’s proxy while he deals with these ridiculous accusations.”He paused, his gaze growing more intent as he looked at me through the screen. A smile spread across his featur

Penelope’s POVI stood at the front of the newly constructed training facility, studying the faces of thirty female werewolves who represented the future of pack defense. They sat in neat rows on temporary benches, their ages ranging from sixteen to forty-five, drawn from a dozen different packs across our territory.The younger women leaned forward with bright eyes and eager postures, their hands folded neatly in their laps as they waited for instruction, but the older participants told a different story entirely.Three women in the back row whispered among themselves, their arms crossed defensively as they shot occasional glances toward me that bordered on hostile.Lola Grey, a woman in her fourties from the Ridge Pack, raised her hand tentatively. “Commander, with respect, many of us have families to care for. How are we supposed to balance intensive training with our domestic responsibilities?”Before I could respond, another voice cut through the air. Janet Stone from the Riverda

Dominic’s POV“Debbie, slow down,” Nathan called as his granddaughter dragged me toward the training facility. His voice carried a warning, but Debbie was too excited to notice.“You have to see the inside, Ice Cream Uncle,” she chattered. “Mommy made everything perfect for training. There’s weapon racks and practice mats and even a strategy room!”Nathan moved to walk beside us. “Debbie, maybe we should—”“Oh! And there’s this really cool obstacle course that’s almost finished,” Debbie continued, completely oblivious to the tension. “Mommy says it’ll help with agility training.”Through the large windows, I could see women training inside. Their movements were coordinated and skilled, but more importantly, I could see Penelope moving among them like a general commanding troops.“Is your mother in there now?” I asked.“Uh-huh,” Debbie nodded enthusiastically. “She’s always here these days. Grandma says she works too much, but mommy says the program is too important to do halfway.”Nath