All Chapters of Alpha’s Regret: The Return Of The Betrayed Luna : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Lexi’s POVSophia’s words kept echoing long after they stopped leaving her mouth. It felt like the entire room was holding its breath, suspended in that strange space where truth becomes heavier than air. I stood there watching her, this woman who had once been the thorn in my every step, break open in front of us.And the strangest part was that I felt… moved.Not triumphant. Not smug. Not vindicated. Just… touched.When I first met Sophia, she was a force that swept into every room like a storm looking for something to destroy. Seeing her now, fragile, trembling, raw as an open wound, felt almost unreal. I never imagined she had this depth, this vulnerability, this ability to look her mistakes in the eye and name them out loud.It softened something in me.I stepped toward her slowly, watching the way her shoulders curved inward, like she expected rejection to strike at any moment. Manny hovered by her side, still stunned. Tristan stood quietly behind, observing everything with

Sophia’s POVForgiveness… real forgiveness… I never imagined I would taste it in this lifetime. When Lexi spoke to me with that calm, steady tone, no hatred, no mockery, no venom, I felt something shift inside me. Something I had caged for years. Her voice carried a softness I didn’t deserve, yet she gave it anyway. And hearing it, feeling it, loosened knots I didn’t even know were still strangling me.Tonight, I know what tomorrow brings. The council will decide my fate. Every wrong choice I made, every command I forced on Manny, every bad word I threw at Lexi, it all sits like a long, cold list waiting for judgment. But for once, I’m not running from accountability.Whatever comes, I will take it.I earned it.And strangely, accepting that brings a type of peace I haven’t felt since I was a girl.After the feast ended and the packhouse quieted, I stood outside Jax’s door for several minutes, listening to my own breath, steadying myself. The wood felt cold under my palm as I knoc

Manny’s POVThe night air by the lake was cooler than I had initially expected, but the lantern I had hung lit the area with a soft, golden glow that made everything feel… just right.She was laughing over something small, a story I told her about when I was younger, how an older friend of mine had actually convinced me that wolves could actually fly if they just believed hard enough, and I could not help but watch her.Every flicker of her smile, every tilt of her head, it was like a warm current running through me.I had planned this picnic, thought it out with a quiet sort of meticulousness, but I had not expected her to relax like this.To open up like she was letting me in again, completely. It was intoxicating, and I knew it would stick with me for a long time.“You know,” she said, eyes glinting in the lantern light as she sipped from her cup of juice, “I have been thinking about the future.”I tilted my head, curious. “Oh?”“Yes,” she said, her voice soft but deliberate. “You

Lexi’s POVThe sun was bright and warm as Manny pushed Dexter higher on the swing, laughing each time his little legs kicked out.Wayne had climbed to the top of the jungle gym, pretending he was leading a pack of explorers through uncharted territory, and I was just watching them, letting the joy of the moment wash over me. Nia should have been here, but Jax had to take her for an appointment.The laughter of the children mingled with the distant hum of other families in the park, and for a moment, I could forget all the responsibilities, all the politics, and just be… Lexi, simply a mother enjoying the simple pleasure of watching her children play.Manny looked over at me, his dark eyes warm, and asked with a grin, “You’ve been quiet. Something on your mind?”I smirked, brushing a loose strand of hair from my face. “Maybe,” I said, letting the breeze carry my words. “I’ve been thinking…”He arched a brow, swinging Dexter gently back and forth. “Uh-oh. That usually means trouble, or

Sophia’s POVI stood at the edge of the Red Fang compound, the sun hanging low in the sky.The pack was quiet around me, the usual bustle replaced by a strange, respectful hush.I had made my peace with the judgment, accepted the exile that Manny had decreed. And yet, as I took a deep breath, the weight of leaving home, leaving my children, my grandchildren, and the life I had built, pressed down on me.Manny came up beside me, his expression unreadable, though I caught the faintest shadow of sorrow in his eyes.“Mom,” he said, his voice calm but firm, “Just so you know, I love you, and you will always be my mom. I want you to know this isn’t easy. I… I want you to have this.”He held out a thick envelope. I recognized it immediately, money. A large sum, enough to restart my life somewhere far from Red Fang, to make amends in a way I hadn’t imagined before.My instincts wanted to refuse, to tell him that it was too much, that I didn’t deserve such kindness. But Manny’s look was insist