Semua Bab Alpha’s Regret: The Return Of The Betrayed Luna : Bab 141 - Bab 150

Jean’s POV“Miss Jean, if you could have any power in the world, what would it be?”Wayne’s question came out of nowhere, his hand shooting up before I’d even asked one.Dexter and Nia giggled as I turned from the board to face him. He was leaning forward on his desk, eyes bright with a wild curiosity children possessed.They told me they watched a super hero movie the previous day after lessons, so I'm assuming it was inspired from there.“I already have a power,” I teased, resting the marker on the table. “The power to make you all do your arithmetic homework without complaint.”Laughter rippled through the room.“No, like seriously,” Wayne insisted. “Like real power. Flying, or super strength, or turning invisible, or something as cool as reading minds.”I pretended to think deeply. “Hmm. Reading minds might be too noisy. Flying sounds cold. Maybe… healing.”“Healing?” Nia asked, tilting her head.“Yes,” I said softly. “Imagine if you could touch someone who was hurt, and just take

Danny’s POVI don’t know if I’ve ever felt truly at home since I arrived and was told Kiran was banished. Even when everyone around me laughs, works, train or eats together, it always feels like there’s this empty chair beside me that no one else seems to notice. It’s strange, because life here is good. Manny cracks jokes and carries me along with the affairs of the pack, his mother, Sophia smiles at me like she really sees me, and the pack house still buzzes with a good kind of warmth. But when night comes, that warmth fades fast.Sophia says it’s normal.“People drift,” she told me once, her voice calm as she set down a mug of tea between us. “Even in packs, we drift. That doesn’t mean we’re lost.”I wanted to believe her. There’s something about the way she talks, like she’s always thinking three steps ahead of you, but she still gives you the chance to catch up.The night she mentioned the protection spell, I didn’t think much of it.I went to her after showering cause it had

Jean’s POVI had been arranging the books on the shelf when the feeling first settled in, it was subtle, but noticeable.Someone was watching me. I froze mid-motion, one hand hovering over the spine of a storybook, my eyes scanning the room though everything seemed as it always did. Yet, I couldn’t shake it. My instincts prickled, a tension under my skin I had never felt, and I realized I wasn’t imagining it.I tried to reason with myself. It had to be my imagination, the overactive imagination that came from endless nights of solitude, from living with echoes of other people’s voices and memories that weren’t mine. But then, when I glanced out of the corner of my eye toward the classroom entrance, I saw Jax passing slowly, and I caught his eyes on me. He was watching, and though he attempted to appear as if he was merely passing by, the intensity in his gaze betrayed the casualness he tried to wear like a mask. My stomach fluttered in a way that was unfamiliar, that was apprehens

Manny’s POV“How's it looking today Blake?” I asked as I just came back from an important meeting, I was exhausted as fuck, and I had felt sick when I woke up that morning, but I didn't pay attention to it, I carried on with my office work. “It is going well Alpha, I arranged a couple trucks to deliver a shipment of goods to take to those that ordered. One of the other buses had a problem on the road, but it's getting fixed and the goods are on the road with another.” He responded innocently. “Good to hear, help me get Jax as you're heading out please.” “Okay Alpha.” He replied and walked out of the room. When Jax came in, he ran through a couple of things with me, all the words were getting into my left ear and leaving from my right. When he noticed I wasn't focusing, he stopped. “Are you sure you are good, Manny?” He asked. “Huh? Yes, yea I am. Just a bit stressed, that's all.” Jax’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Then go home. Rest. I'll handle the rest of the work around here. Yo

Danny's POVI had been sitting at the office desk, sorting through paperwork that seemed endless, very annoying stuff really, when I first heard it. It was faint at first, almost like the flutter of a moth’s wings on a window. “Danny… help me…”I froze, pen hovering over a sheet. The voice was distant, and for a moment, I thought it was the wind carrying sounds from outside.I shook my head and tried to focus on the reports in front of me. But then I heard it again, clearer this time, and it was urgent. “You’re my blood… don’t forget me.”My chest tightened, but I tried to dismiss it. It was my brother’s voice. I told myself it was just my imagination. Two years away, isolation, and the longing for family, it could conjure anything.Yet the voice returned later that night. I lay in my bed, the room silent.My eyelids refused to stay shut, and my thoughts kept spinning in circles. Kiran’s face appeared behind my closed eyes, as if he had been waiting for me all this time.“Danny,”