บททั้งหมดของ Alpha's Regret: Return of the Rejected Mate: บทที่ 341 - บทที่ 350

Dominic’s POVI came down for breakfast the next morning instead of grabbing coffee at the office. Kelsey looked shocked to see me at the kitchen table at seven-thirty.“You’re home,” she said, clutching Alexander against her chest. The baby babbled and reached toward the fruit bowl, his chubby fingers opening and closing.“It’s my house.” I sat down, watching her face. “I was thinking about changing Alexander’s feeding schedule. Moving his breakfast thirty minutes earlier.”Uncertainty flickered across her features. Her eyes darted toward the kitchen door like she was waiting for someone to appear and tell her what to think.“I…well, that might affect his nap timing. And his afternoon bottle would have to shift, which could mess up dinner…” She bit her lip, clearly struggling with the decision. “Maybe we should ask—”The front door opened. Footsteps in the hallway, confident and familiar.“Good morning,” Nick said, appearing in the doorway. He looked surprised to see me but recovered

Dominic’s POVI called Kelsey and Nick to my office after breakfast. Time to make some changes clear.“I want to review all household expenses related to Alexander’s care going forward,” I announced without preamble. “Every purchase, every service, every decision that costs money.”Kelsey’s face went pale. “But I’ve been managing his expenses for months. I know what he needs—”“I’m sure you do, but I want direct oversight.” I turned to Nick, who sat motionless in his chair. “That includes anything related to childcare. If Kelsey has been paying you consulting fees, that too.”“Of course,” Nick said smoothly, but I caught the way he flushed. “Though I should mention I’ve never charged consulting fees for Alexander. I am not…a babysitter. I just help sometimes.”“How generous of you.”The silence held uncomfortably. Kelsey looked between us like she was watching a tennis match she didn’t understand.“I also want to discuss new arrangements for Alexander’s daily care.” I leaned back in my

Kelsey’s POVI lay against Nick’s chest, my skin still warm from what we’d just shared, listening to his heartbeat slow back to normal.His fingers moved through my hair, gentle and absent-minded. “You need to approach this differently with Dominic.”“Approach what differently?” I traced circles on his bare chest, not wanting to think about him right now.“His new interest in controlling Alexander’s routine.” Nick’s voice stayed soft, but I felt his attention sharpen. “Fighting him directly will only make him more possessive.”“I’m not fighting him. I’m just trying to be a good mother.”“I know you are.” His hand cupped my cheek, thumb brushing across my skin. “But being a good mother and being smart about your position here are different things.”My stomach clenched. My position. Not as his partner, not as someone with rights, but as someone whose place in this house depended entirely on Dominic’s tolerance.“What do you mean?”Nick shifted so he could look at me properly. “Dominic’s

Penelope’s POVThe emergency Council meeting felt tense before Elder Francis even called us to order. Scouts had been reporting activity along our borders for three days—groups of Rogues that seemed more interested in watching us than actually fighting.“They’re testing us,” Alpha Williams said, spreading maps across the table. “Looking for weak spots.”“Or they want us to think they’re testing while they plan something bigger,” Alpha Davis shot back.I leaned forward, looking at the marked spots. “What about the eastern settlements? Anything strange there?”“Nothing we’ve heard about, but that doesn’t mean much,” Williams replied. “If they’re being smart—”The doors opened, cutting him off. Dominic walked in, and the whole room seemed to change. Gone was the distracted, broken man I’d gotten used to seeing.Now, he moved like he had a purpose, his shoulders straight and his dark eyes sharp as they swept the room.“Sorry I’m late,” he said, taking his seat. “I was setting up extra patr

Nick’s POVI stood at the kitchen window, watching Dominic carry Alexander around the backyard. My son—my biological son—squealed with delight as his supposed father pointed out birds in the trees.“Ba-ba-ba!” Alexander chanted, reaching toward a squirrel that scampered up the oak tree.Dominic laughed, bouncing him gently. “That’s right, buddy. Squirrel. Can you say squirrel?”“Ga-ga-ga!”“Close enough.”My hands clenched into fists. Three days of this. Three days of watching another man play father to my child while I was relegated to observer status.“Sir?” One of the junior pack members appeared in the doorway. “About the adjustments you recommended yesterday—”“What about them?” I didn’t turn from the window.“Alpha Dominic wants to review them with the border captain before implementing. He said he needs to verify the reasoning behind the changes.”“Verify the reasoning?”“His words, sir. He’s scheduled a meeting for this afternoon to go over your suggestions.”Suggestions. Not o