All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: Chasing His Pregnant Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Helena’s gaze, though weaker than before, still held an intensity that made me feel like a child caught in mischief. She sat upright in the pack hospital’s private recovery room, her voice strong despite her frail appearance.“I will recommend you to take the position as Junior Healer at the Royal Hospital,” she announced, her tone leaving no room for protest.Royal Hospital, the supreme healing institution in our country. This was where every healer wants to go. But there were only few places and opportunities were rare.I knew Helena wanted me to take over the healer institution of our pack in the future.If it was before my wolf hibernated, I would accept it without hesitation. But now, my healing ability disappeared with the wolf's hibernation, and I didn't know if I can be qualified for this position.I blinked, caught off guard. “But… Helena, I—I’m not sure” I stammered.“No,” she said briskly, waving away my concerns with a flick of her delicate yet commanding hand. “You’re a he

(Grace's POV)"Don’t go."The rough tone of Alexander's voice froze me like an icy wind. I turned, unable to stop myself from glancing over my shoulder.His golden eyes burned, focused entirely on me, piercing through the tension-filled room.He sat on the edge of the bed, his elbows on his knees, his face unreadable but his wolf lurking just beneath the surface."I need to rest," I said firmly, trying to inject finality into my tone. My fingers gripped the edge of the bedroom door tightly, my knuckles white. I wasn't staying. Not tonight.His eyes narrowed, his wolf stirring visibly. "Your scent..." he murmured, almost to himself.His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply, visibly focused on me in a way that made my skin crawl. "It’s different now. Stronger..."I stiffened and mentally fought back the panic threatening to rise. "It’s the healing herbs," I lied quickly, my voice sharp and cold. "I’ve been experimenting with new blends to help with my wolf’s dormancy." I kept my arms fol

(Grace's POV)The Moon’s Blessing Cafe was beautiful. The soothing hum of conversation, the faint rustling of oak leaves outside, the golden light reflecting off moon-blessed crystals—it was peace incarnate.I should’ve felt at ease. But there was no calm in me.Tina stood beside me, wide-eyed and smiling. She couldn’t seem to get enough of the place, her gaze darting over every detail.“This feels so magical,” she whispered like an awestruck pup, practically bouncing in place.I forced a small smile for her sake. “It is magical. The café’s built on sacred pack grounds. Everything here is blessed by the moon itself.”“I can feel it,” she said in awe, tracing her fingers over the carvings on a nearby table.I managed a nod, but my focus wandered. My eyes, unbidden, shifted to the corner of the café.And there they were.Alexander sat at his usual table. His commanding presence somehow pulled attention away from everyone else in the café. Even seated, he was larger than life. Wolves arou

Victoria stood at the entrance to my private den, her emerald eyes glinting like polished jade under the afternoon sunlight streaming through the tall windows.She was dressed impeccably, as always. Her fitted gown was designed to emphasize her delicate frame, and the subtle shimmer of moon-blessed fabric clung gracefully to her every movement.“Alpha Alex” she purred, bowing slightly with an overt softness that made every syllable hang in the air.The term, intimate and rarely spoken among wolves, immediately set me on edge. My eyes flicked toward the door to ensure no pack members were eavesdropping. Her use of it was calculated.“Enough with the titles,” I said sharply, aiming to dismantle the power she tried to wield with her words. My patience was thin today, stretched taut by the constant demands of the pack and the weight of unresolved issues gnawing at my focus.Victoria lifted her chin, her expression momentarily faltering before it morphed into a look of carefully crafted con

(Grace's POV)Alexander’s wolf-red eyes bore into me, hot and unrelenting. The air between us crackled with tension, heavy and suffocating.His towering frame pressed closer, forcing me to take half a step back until the hard surface of the vehicle met my spine.“What’s your plan, Grace?” His voice was low, laced with frustration and barely suppressed anger. “Run off to neutral territory with Lucas every time you don’t get your way?”The accusation hit harder than I expected, but I kept my face calm. My heart raced, the pounding so loud I almost didn’t hear my own response.“Believe it or not, Alexander,” I said evenly, though my voice trembled just slightly, “my life doesn’t revolve around you and your assumptions.”His eyes flared, the golden-red hue pulsing brighter. His wolf was so close to the surface I could practically feel the primal energy rolling off him.“Doesn’t revolve around me?” His words were sharp, biting. “Then why do my actions affect you so much? Why do you respond