All Chapters of Alpha's Regret After I Mated to His Brother: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

**(God's POV)**Damon Thorne stepped forward, blocking Isabella Stone from Madeline Bell. His protective stance shocked everyone in the council chamber."Get away from her," Damon growled.Madeline touched her reddening cheek, tears in her eyes. She looked up at Damon with wounded innocence."Damon..." she whispered. "Wasn't it her wolf who deceived yours first? Leading you to sever your potential mate bond with the Rivers Pack? It was clearly her fault. Why blame me?"Damon looked down at Isabella coldly. "She's showing silver-sickness symptoms. Don't bother with her."Isabella stared at him in shock. This was the Alpha who had cared for her for five years."Damon Thorne..." Her voice cracked. "You actually pushed me away for this manipulative she-wolf?"Her eyes filled with tears. "She's just faking it! Acting weak! What is she - is being the Foster Pack's daughter so great?"Madeline sighed. She looked at Vivian Stone who was trying to reach Isabella."Madam Stone," Madeli

**(Elara's POV)**I couldn't return to Lucian's private territory. The very thought of those walls where we'd shared so much happiness made my chest ache with betrayal.Instead, I found myself at Caleb's small den in neutral territory. My brother took one look at my tear-stained face and immediately began preparing food."Elara, you need to eat something." Caleb set a bowl of steaming venison broth in front of me, his voice gentle but firm.I stared at the bowl, my appetite completely gone. "I can't.""You have to." He sat across from me, his eyes filled with concern. "You're supporting Ethan now. You can't collapse."Tears pooled in my eyes again. Everything felt so impossible. How was I supposed to face Lucian knowing what I now knew?"Elara, listen to me." Caleb reached across the table to grasp my hand. "I think Lucian only recently learned the truth himself. He's not the type to scheme against us."I shook my head violently. "It doesn't matter when he found out, Caleb. He

**(Elara's POV)**The afternoon sun cast long shadows across Lucian's private territory as I hurried toward the main den. My pack duties had ended early today, and I was eager to check on Ethan, Leo, and Hunter.But as I approached, angry voices reached my silver-damaged ear. My blood ran cold when I recognized the sharp, vindictive tone of Seraphina Thorne."Is it your territory?" she was sneering at someone. "You little rogue-blooded pup, daring to say this is your territory?"I quickened my pace, my heart pounding. Through the territory gates, I could see Seraphina standing imperiously in the center of the courtyard, flanked by several subordinate wolves. Ethan stood small and defiant before her, his green eyes blazing with confusion and anger."This territory is worth at least eight hundred thousand hunting rights certificates," Seraphina boasted, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "More hunting rights than your pathetic little wolf family will ever see."Leo Foster, bless

**(Veronica's POV)**I stood outside the neutral territory Pack Gathering Hall, rage burning in my chest. That's when I spotted Theresa Rivers causing a scene at the entrance."I want to see the matriarch of the Foster Pack!" she shrieked at the security wolves. "Let me see her! I know Madeline Bell isn't her daughter at all!"My ears perked up. What was this crazy she-wolf talking about?"Madeline Bell, that vicious she-wolf, she harmed Isabella who is still lying in the Pack Healer's Ward!" Theresa continued screaming.I remembered what Mike Stone told me. Isabella's accident wasn't random. It was connected to Victor Thorne wanting to silence her because she had evidence of him murdering his former mate. Madeline, as the Foster Pack's daughter, brought prestige to Victor's schemes.Theresa kept demanding to be let in. The guards looked annoyed but didn't dare use force.**(Veronica's POV)**I tried to enter myself, but guards stopped me. "Invitation?"My stomach clenched. I

**(God's POV)**Diana Reed positioned herself beside Harold Foster with the confidence of a legitimate mate. Her posture was regal, her smile practiced, as if she had every right to be there. She wore expensive ceremonial robes that rivaled those of any established Luna, her jewelry glittering under the gathering hall's crystal chandeliers.Madam Evelyn Foster's jaw tightened as she watched Diana's performance. The woman's audacity was breathtaking—to sit beside Harold at a Foster Pack gathering as if she belonged there.Diana rose gracefully and approached Madam Evelyn with false warmth. "Madam Foster, congratulations on finally finding your daughter after all these years. It must be such a relief to have her back in the pack."Her voice dripped with sympathy, but her eyes held a calculating gleam.Madam Evelyn's response was arctic. A single cold glance, nothing more. Diana's smile faltered slightly, but she maintained her composure.Undeterred, Diana turned to Madeline Bell wi