All Chapters of Alpha's Regret After I Mated to His Brother: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

(Elara's POV)I sat on Lucian's sofa, clutching a cup of water. My hands trembled as I thought about James Foster. Would he fight me for guardianship of Ethan? With my silver-contaminated past, I'd surely lose.Worse, such a battle would drag Lucian into my mess. He had enough enemies already.Lucian slid beside me, wrapping his strong arms around my shoulders."Don't be afraid," he said firmly. "James Foster won't try to fight you for guardianship of Ethan."I searched his ice-blue eyes for reassurance. Luke's dominant aura surrounded me, protective rather than threatening."How can you be so sure?" I whispered."Because I won't allow it," he stated, as if that settled everything.I moved to stand. "I should start dinner—"Before I could rise, Lucian jumped up. "I'll do it. You rest."I blinked in surprise. "Since when do you cook?""Since now," he replied with that half-smile that made my heart race.I watched him, growing suspicious. He'd been unusually attentive since m

(Damon's POV)"If you don't apologize publicly today, my wolf won't let this slander go," Julian Foster declared angrily, demanding that Miranda Vance and Isabella Stone apologize to Elara.I watched coldly. "I suggest you don't push your luck while I still have patience," I said, my gaze fixed on Elara.She stood near Lucian, laughing at something he whispered. A blush colored her cheeks, and jealous rage burned through me.That blush used to be for me. Those emerald eyes used to follow me.Elara was mine. Her affection belonged to me. Yet here she was, smiling at my half-brother like he was everything.Lucian had stolen everything since childhood—my father's approval, my pack's respect, my position as Alpha King. Now he was taking Elara too.The thought drove my wolf to madness. I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to rip him away from her.(God's POV)Julian Foster stood firm despite the danger radiating from Damon Thorne."I want a public apology from both of you," Juli

(Lucian's POV)I gripped the pack communication device tightly as Mike Stone's voice pushed me to my limit."Lucian Thorne, we raised Elara Rivers for twenty-one years—whether to repay us or because she owes Isabella, her wolf ought to give back."I watched Elara's face pale with each word. My patience snapped."Every time you say Elara Rivers owes your pack," I cut in sharply, "but what does she owe? The one who took from you is Theresa Rivers—go find her wolf. You think Elara Rivers is easy to bully."Mike's voice grew desperate. "You don't understand! Isabella's condition is getting worse. The healers said without Elara's rare blood essence donation, she might die!""Might die? Is that your claim now?" I asked coldly.Elara stiffened beside me, her silver-weakened wolf trembling."Her health is critical," Mike insisted. "And now Elara refuses to help—""Elara Rivers has a heart condition," I interrupted. "It weakens her wolf. Forcing her to donate could kill her."Silence

(Lucian's POV) I stood by the window, watching silver moonlight cast shadows across my territory. Behind me, Elara slept peacefully, her silver-damaged wolf finally at rest.The pull to check on the children was irresistible. I moved silently through the hallway, pausing at the doorway where all three boys slept.Ethan had kicked off his sleeping fur, one arm flung over his face. Leo was curled into a tight ball, clutching a stuffed wolf toy. Even Hunter looked vulnerable in sleep.I gently pulled the sleeping fur back over Ethan. "Is this what it feels like to be a father?" I whispered.This constant worry, this fear they might be cold or hurt themselves. The gnawing guilt over every moment I'd missed.My pack communication device buzzed with an incoming message.Rachel Woods: "The Stone Pack can't find Elara Rivers, they want Caleb Rivers to donate rare blood essence at the Ocean City Territory Hospital. Don't call back—my device will be recording soon."Anger surged through m

(James's POV)I stared at Elara Rivers as she adjusted that ridiculous territory-neutral brooch on her tunic. My patience was wearing thin."Meet? Why do you need to meet? Say it again," I snapped, unable to hide my irritation.Those emerald eyes widened with confusion. The fact that she followed Lucian Thorne's suggestions so blindly grated on my nerves."Are you wearing that stupid brooch just to piss my wolf off?" I demanded."Is it that ugly? It doesn't affect my pack duties—it's just a simple pin.""Go look in a mirror," I growled.Elara touched the brooch. "Lucian said it looks good, and makes me seem more professional within the pack hierarchy.""His wolf is blind!" I retorted, slamming a folder onto my desk.The brooch was identical to the ones Lucian Thorne gave to all his pack-bonded subordinates. His way of marking territory—letting everyone know she belonged to him, not me.Her obliviousness to these power plays made me want to howl in frustration.(Elara's POV)