All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: Chasing His Pregnant Luna: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

(Grace's POV)The air of the Silver Moon Hotel’s grand hall clung to me, heavy with tension and laced with layered scents. Wolves from far and wide mingled under the polished chandeliers, the murmur of conversation masking the undercurrent of watchfulness that threaded through the room.Victoria’s laughter rang across the grand hall like glass breaking. Its sharpness made my skin prickle. She was in her element, commanding attention in her flowing white robes, her emerald gaze flickering between me and Alexander as if we were pawns on her personal chessboard."You’re staying for the feast, aren’t you, Grace?" Her voice carried, cutting above the nearby chatter. She moved with careful grace, her silken robes brushing against the floor as she approached me.I stiffened, unwilling to give her the satisfaction of showing weakness. Her sharp eyes locked on mine, the stolen crystal around her neck flashing brilliantly under the light.“I hadn’t planned to,” I replied, keeping my tone civil.

(Grace’s POV)I walked beside Dominic, his calm footsteps matching my hesitant ones. The neutral territory buzzed with activity even under the moon's watchful gaze.Wolves of various packs moved in scattered patterns, all careful to avoid unnecessary conflict. Neutral zones were often touted as a safe haven, but I wasn’t naïve. Safety came only in degrees.Dominic was quiet, but there was an unwavering sense of certainty in his presence. I hadn’t agreed to the dinner invitation immediately. My head was still spinning from my confrontation with Victoria. But Dominic’s offer came with no strings attached—or so he claimed.He led me to a restaurant tucked away from the main street, the warm light from its windows promising solace after the day’s turmoil. As we stepped inside, the aroma of roasted herbs and sweetbread curled around me, stirring an unexpected hunger.Dominic pulled a chair out for me before I could decline the gesture, arching an eyebrow with that quiet amusement he seemed

(Grace’s POV)My back was pressed firmly against the cool wall, the rough surface grounding me against the overwhelming heat that radiated from Alexander.His wolf's crimson-tinged eyes bore into me with an intensity that left no room for argument.The heavy scent of his Alpha power enveloped the room, suffocating, unyielding, and far too close to breaking what little composure I had left."You think you can just walk away from me, Grace?" His voice was a low, gravelly growl. He leaned in, his jaw flexing as his hands caged me in place, pressing against the wall on either side of my head."I never said I was walking away," I said softly, forcing my voice not to tremble. Lies came easier when they were whispered. "But this—this tension, this...cage—it’s not healthy for the pack."Alexander’s head tipped forward slightly, just enough so I could feel the heat of his breath against my temple. My skin prickled with instincts I hadn’t felt since before my wolf went dormant. They whispered su

(Grace's POV)"You seemed unusually... interested in your meditation instructor today," he began, his voice calm but carrying an edge that sent goosebumps rushing across my skin.He leaned against the armrest of the stone-carved loveseat like he wasn’t holding me hostage with his words alone. "Why?"My hands stiffened around the plain cloth bag I carried, gripping it tighter as I tried to control my expression. He wasn’t talking about the meditation itself—that much was obvious.The air crackled with accusation, almost daring me to deny what he wanted to believe.I swallowed hard. "The instructor? He mentioned your name during the session."Alexander’s brows furrowed slightly, his head tipping to the side. "Did he now?" His tone was low, almost taunting. "So what exactly did he say that concerns you, Grace?"His wolf flared beneath the surface, his energy creeping closer, deliberate. He was waiting for me to falter, to give him any reason to seize control of the conversation—of me.My

(Grace's POV)The sound of the room settling after Alexander placed the Luna pendant around my neck was almost deafening. The pack enforcers, exchanging uneasy glances, seemed to silently come to a unanimous decision. This situation, a deeply personal matter involving the Alpha and his chosen mate, wasn’t something they wanted a part of for now."If this is within the Alpha King’s household, it should be resolved internally," one of the older enforcers said, his voice measured, deliberate. His gaze shifted from me to Alexander, as if gauging his reaction before adding, "We’ll document today’s proceedings. Should this escalate, you’ll find us ready to mediate again."Without waiting for a response, the pack enforcers exited the room in disciplined silence, leaving the crystal, the pendant, and the tension between us untouched.As soon as the door clicked shut, I released the breath I didn’t realize I had been holding. But the reprieve was short-lived. Alexander’s golden eyes, still burn