All Chapters of Alpha’s Regret: The Return Of The Betrayed Luna : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Clara’s POV“Stop this madness, Lexi, you’re embarrassing yourself” Manny’s voice thundered through the door, and I froze where I sat on the edge of the bed. I had been leaning so close to the wood that every vibration passed straight into me, feeding me every tone, and every little crack of emotion in both their voices. I bit my lower lip while listening and savoring what was going on because this was better than any sweet wine.On the other side, Lexi’s voice became overly annoying, high and desperate. “Manny, you can't possibly choose her over me and your children, you are being blinded, can’t you see what she’s doing to you? Can’t you feel it?”Her panic made me smile. Oh, I could almost see her crying, my hands pressed against the door. All that strength, all that stubbornness, reduced to begging.“Lexi you are just jealous, that is all,” Manny’s reply came, I was not expecting that. “You can’t stand the fact that Clara has my attention, you can’t stand to see someone else wher

Manny’s POV“Alpha, the werewolves at the northern border says they have spotted rogues circling again,” my guard reported. “They did not attack, but their numbers seem to be growing. Do you want me to double the guard shifts there?”I nodded slowly, trying to focus, though my mind felt like it was wading through thick mud. “Yes, double the shifts. And tell the warriors to keep an eye on the river crossing too, it’s an easy weak point.”“Yes, Alpha.” He hesitated, glancing at me carefully. “And… about the prisoner in the dungeon. Should Lady Lexi remain there?”For a moment, I froze. His words hit me, but they didn’t make sense. The prisoner in the dungeon? Lady Lexi?My thoughts twisted. I tried to trace back the memory, the moment I had ordered her locked away. I saw flashes, her face angry and desperate, her hand striking across my cheek, shouting something about Clara, but then the memory blurred, melting into haze like smoke slipping through my fingers. I frowned, rubbing the si

Lexi’s POVI had been tensed since the very moment Jax led Manny and the rest of the men out of the pack house.I was worried for my son, I know definitely the rest were grown men who could find their way, but Dexter… I just hope he was safe wherever he was.I finally sat down and drank a glass of water, my phone vibrated on the table beside me, my room was quiet so the sound cut in very sharp and persistent.For a moment, I just stared at it, I didn't want to pick it up just yet, but after seeing the caller, I forced myself to breathe and snatched the phone up.“Lexi.” Jax sounded relieved when I picked it. “I just sent you a location. Go get the rogue healer and bring her here, ASAP.”My heart pounded. “Have you found….”“They are still alive. Both Clara and Dexter. But we don’t have time. Just do this immediately.”The line went dead before I could ask any more questions that bothered me. My hands shook as I lowered the phone. I didn’t even bother to change out of the clothes I was

Manny’s POVFor the first time in what felt like forever, there was peace in my home. It wasn’t the kind of peace that came from silence or stillness, but the softer kind you know, the kind that existed in the laughter echoing outside, and the hum of voices around the dinner table, in the way Lexi’s smile lingered a little longer when she looked at our sons.Dexter was himself again. Not the fragile boy lying on a bed with a healer whispering over him, but full of color and spark.That morning, I’d found him racing Wayne down the corridor, his little legs carrying him as though the days of weakness had never touched him.His laughter carried through the house, and I’d stopped in the middle of the stairway just to listen.Lexi had seen me there, and her eyes softened in a way I’d almost forgotten she could look at me.She didn’t say anything, just looked a bit at me and passed, carrying a folded blanket, her expression relieved.I was relaxed!That evening, we all sat down for dinner t

Lexi’s POV“Jax, come look at this.” My voice came out lower than I intended, a careful mix of frustration and dread. I had been staring at the files spread across the table for nearly an hour, and the more I connected the dots, the more sickeningly familiar it felt. If this was Kiran, it would have only made sense if he changed his methods, this was old. Jax leaned over my shoulder, close enough that I could feel the heat of his presence, though his focus was firmly on the papers I shoved toward him. “What am I looking at?” he asked, his brow raised as he scanned the neat columns of numbers, shipments, and supposed supply receipts.“See this?” I tapped one sheet with a sharp flick of my finger. “The quantities don’t match. And here…” I slid another page in front of him. “The produce supposedly sold last month? It does not appear in the storage records. It’s gone.”Jax frowned, straightening up. “Could be a clerical error. We have had sloppy bookkeeping before.”I let out a dry la