All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: The Luna He Betrayed: Chapter 41 - Chapter 45

CHAPTER 41KIERANI did not stay for dessert. Nobody expected me to.I stood up from the table with my hands shaking. The room was silent. My mother would not look at me. My father stared at the tablecloth. Lydia looked at me as if I had kicked a puppy. Even Lionel, who had never said a hard word to me in his life, kept his eyes on his plate."I'm sorry," I said. It came out rough. "For all of it."No one answered. That was worse than anger.I walked out into the hall. Somewhere in this big house, Seraphina was crying because of me. Isabella had gone after her. I could have gone too. I could have found her in the garden and said the right words.But I did not know what the right words were. I had meant what I said at the table. That was the shameful part. Some part of me had wanted to hurt her, and it had worked.*You wanted her to bleed,* my wolf said. It did not sound angry. It said it like a plain fact. *And she did.*"I know," I said quietly.*She was drugged with silver only days

CHAPTER 43MIRANDAThe Edinburgh group did not smile when I walked in.There were five of them around a long glass table, four men and one woman, all in dark suits. They had the flat look of people who had heard every pitch there was and believed none of them. The chairman sat at the far end. His name was Callum Fraser. Alan had warned me that he liked to stay silent until he was ready to say no.Alan gave me a small nod from his chair. Then he sat back. This part was mine."Thank you for seeing us so quickly," I said. "I won't waste your time. I have one question. How many shipments did your group lose last year at the border between the human markets and ours?"No one answered. Fraser's eyebrows moved a little."Forty-one," I said. "By our count. Most were not lost, only delayed, until the goods were no use to anyone. Your people paid for that. Nobody wrote it down."I clicked to the first slide. "Northbridge fixes that. Every shipment is tracked. Every hand that touches it is recor

CHAPTER 45KIERANI worked eighteen hours a day for four days straight.I told everyone it was because of the border reports. Or the timber talks. Or the trade laws that had waited on my desk since spring. Those things were all real. They were also excuses. Work was the only place where I always knew what to do.I came to my office at dawn. I left after midnight. In between, I read reports, signed orders, and sat through meetings I barely remember. My assistant left food on my desk, and I ate it cold. My wolf watched me do all this and said nothing, which was how I knew it was worried.The spy sat in a cell under the palace. Rowan's men had questioned him for two days. He told them everything he knew, and it came to nothing. He had never met V. He had never heard a voice. He had only taken the money and sent the pictures.I had not told Vincent Blackwood about him. I did not know why. Or I did know, and I did not like the reason.On the fourth night, I was still at my desk at half pas