Semua Bab Alpha’s Regret: The Return Of The Betrayed Luna : Bab 191 - Bab 200

Sophia’s POVThe first noise came long before the sun had fully risen, I hadn't bothered to go downstairs to find out what it was.But I got shocked later on when I heard voices, footsteps and people chatting in confusion.I could see them from my window, the entire pack moving toward the front compound, murmuring, questioning what was happening so early in the morning.I wrapped a shawl over my shoulders and stepped out, only to see Tristan, the Alpha King himself, standing in front of the crowd.“I came for Lexi of the Red Fang,” he said. His tone was calm, too calm, the kind that silenced even the wind. “She belongs to a covenant older than any of you.”A wave of shock rolled through the pack. I saw heads turn, faces twist in disbelief. And then Lexi stepped forward. Her voice, steady but edged with fire, cut through the silence.“No crown and no man decides my fate.”Those words lingered in the air long after the gathering dispersed.People whispered as they returned to their duti

Lexi’s POVThe moment Tristan’s messenger appeared at the door, my stomach knotted. He didn’t say much, he didn’t have to.“The Alpha King wishes to see you,” he announced, voice steady but his gaze avoiding mine.I could feel the eyes of everyone in the room shift toward me, questions hovering in the air.I exhaled, slowly, like I could push the fear out with my breath. It didn’t work. My pulse throbbed in my throat, stubborn and loud.I nodded, pretending to be calm. “Tell him I’ll come,” I said, and the man inclined his head before disappearing.For a few seconds, no one spoke. Manny’s eyes were darker than usual, his jaw tight. “You don’t have to go alone,” he muttered.“I do,” I said softly. “There's no telling what he'll do if I go with someone.”Manny wanted to argue, I could see it in the tension around his mouth, but he swallowed it. I stood, straightened my clothes, and left before I could talk myself out of it.When I stepped outside the packhouse, heading toward the quarte

Lexi’s POVManny was still sitted in front of me, waiting for me to say something, but my mind wasn’t in the room anymore. It drifted, uninvited, down the paths I had pushed aside, saying I would address later, I was not ready to confront that side of myself. Watching him look so afraid, afraid of losing me, lit something inside me I had buried so deep I had started convincing myself it no longer existed.But it did.It was still there.That quiet, stubborn, painful love.And I hated that it still hurt.Because how was I supposed to go back to him after everything? After the day I gave birth, when he was ready to throw me out without listening? After every moment he believed anyone but me? Those wounds did not heal just because he finally understood.Then my mind shifted, as it always did when I thought about this situations. Jax, who had been solid ground when everything else cracked beneath me. Who never doubted me. Who always chose my side without hesitation. He built Rogue Hav

Lexi’s POVThe day so far had drained every ounce of strength from me. It felt like I’d spent hours walking with a rocks tied to my back, moving from one issue to the next, answering questions, calming frightened pack members, trying to stay composed when all I wanted was a moment to breathe.In all the chaos, I had not even checked on the kids. Guilt pushed through me, a quiet reminder that while the world felt like it was collapsing, three little lives were waiting for me, needing me.Their room was halfway down the hall, the same one they insisted on sharing because, in their words, “We’re a team forever.” I pushed open the door.The glow of the TV filled the room. Wayne and Dexter were sprawled on the rug, arguing in whispers about which cartoon character was stronger. Nia was curled on the bed, hugging her teddy, her attention fully on the screen.The moment they noticed me, everything stopped.“Mama!” Nia squealed, jumping off the bed.Wayne and Dexter scrambled up too, their fe

Lexi’s POVTristan was still staring at the recording device in his hand, as if the weight of it carried the weight of his entire life. His posture, usually rigid and commanding, looked strangely calmer in that moment. Almost fragile. And for a second, I saw not the Alpha King, just a man trying to understand the world all over again.I stepped closer, my voice steady but soft. “Then rule with mercy, not chains.”His gaze lifted to mine, slow and deliberate. Something in his expression shifted, like my words had struck a place he didn’t know existed.“Mercy,” he repeated, as if testing the taste of it. “I was never taught that version of power.”“Well,” I said with a small shrug, “you could be the one to rewrite it.”A faint breath escaped him, almost a laugh, but weighted. “Lexi,” he said, “you may never understand what you just did for me.”He looked down again, gathering his words before continuing. “I will annul the covenant. Completely. No conditions, no lingering claims. Your l