All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: Return of the Rejected Mate: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Edward’s POVI leaned closer to the main screen, watching as my people attacked three border towns at once. We’d spent months getting ready for this exact moment. On the large map in front of me, red marks showed where my fighters had already broken through.“Northern town is ours,” said my lead fighter through the radio. “We cut their phones and radios first, just like you said. Their guards didn’t even see us coming.”“Good,” I said, feeling satisfied as I watched the footage. Our cameras showed panicked people running while my fighters took control of buildings. “What about the southern attack?”“We’ve got problems,” came a frustrated reply. “These women are fighting back hard. They’re using moves we’ve never seen before.”I frowned and zoomed in on the southern town. Female werewolves moved together in tight groups, protecting each other’s backs while taking down my fighters one by one. They clearly knew what they were doing. Penelope had trained them well.“How many of our soldier

Penelope’s POVSmoke stung my eyes as I ducked beneath a mutated wolf’s claws. The creature was twice the size of a normal wolf, with elongated limbs and strange growths protruding from its spine. I rolled across the dirt, coming up in a fighting stance as buildings burned across the battlefield.This border town—the fourth one that was targeted—was suffering the worst attack yet. The Rogues had clearly saved their strongest forces for this assault.Through the chaos, I spotted Dominic across the town square. He fought three attackers simultaneously, his powerful body moving with surprising grace for someone his size. He knocked one creature back with a powerful kick, then spun to block another’s attack.But a third circled behind him, ready to strike at his exposed back.Without thinking, I raced toward them. My enhanced Moon Goddess blood made me faster than most fighters—male or female. I reached the third attacker just as it lunged, driving my silver-edged blade deep into its shoul

Dominic’s POVBlood and earth mixed beneath my boots as I led fighters through dense forest. The battle at the settlement had ended hours ago, but Rogue scents remained fresh—they hadn’t gone far.Penelope moved slightly ahead of our mixed Darkwood and Iron Mountain unit. Her enhanced senses detected signs invisible to others—broken twigs, disturbed soil, the lingering scent of mutated wolves.She was the most brilliant woman I’d ever seen. “The trail splits here,” she said, kneeling to examine crushed vegetation. “Two groups, approximately twelve creatures total.”Her hair fell across her face as she worked, and she pushed the red strands away. I forced my attention back to the tracks.“We should split up,” I suggested.“No,” she replied firmly. “That’s exactly what they want. These patterns are too deliberate.”As much as it annoyed me, she was right. The tracks created an obvious divergence, practically inviting us to divide our forces.“The main group went this way,” she decided,

Penelope’s POVBlood soaked through the bandage on my ribs. I sat on a fallen log, trying to reach the worst cut along my shoulder blade. The fire burnt in front of me while fighters around our camp cleaned weapons and ate cold rations.I unscrewed the cap from a small jar of healing salve. Dipping two fingers into the mixture, I spread it carefully across the gash on my left arm.“Damn,” I muttered, twisting to reach the wound. Pain shot down my arm.“Here.” Dominic’s voice came from behind me.I turned to see him holding clean bandages and more medical supplies. His shirt own was shredded from the battle. Deep scratches ran across his chest where mutant claws had found their mark. Blood had dried in dark streaks along his ribs.“I can manage,” I replied, not looking at him.“You can’t reach the one on your shoulder blade.”He was right. The deepest cut ran from my shoulder down toward my spine. Every time I twisted to touch it, the cut burned like fire.“Fine,” I said through gritted

Penelope’s POVHis face was hard as he took in the scene—me holding Julian, our close positioning, the tears still wet on Julian’s cheeks.Julian sprang to his feet like he’d been burned. “It’s not what you think—”“I’m sure it’s not,” Dominic replied, making it clear he believed exactly what he thought.“I should check the perimeter guards,” Julian mumbled, backing away from the fire. “Make sure everything’s secure.”He disappeared into the darkness so fast it left me staring after him in disbelief.“Convenient timing, as always,” Dominic said, moving closer to our fire. “He has a gift for showing up whenever you’re vulnerable.”Fury shot through me. I stood to face him directly. “How dare you?”“How dare I what? Point out the obvious?”“You have no right to question who I spend time with,” I snapped. “Not when you’re raising a child with the woman who framed me for murder.”Dominic flinched like I’d slapped him. “That’s different—”“Different how? Because you’re a man and I’m a woman