All Chapters of The Alpha's Regret: Chasing Back His Rejected Luna: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

~ LYCENA ~ Caspian isn’t looking at me. Those stupid eyes of his are locked on that worthless piece of trash! At first, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, but they weren't. That usurper is right there, looking like she's worthy of anything in this life. And Caspian... he is really staring at her. Biting down on my bottom lip, I manage to keep my face perfectly still, watching Caspian from our table. No one here needs to see the way my blood is boiling in my veins. Caspian is supposed to be looking at me. Only me. He’s supposed to be getting off that fucking stage by now. But no. His gaze is locked on that woman like he’s been starved for five years and she’s the only meal in the world. Finally, he manages to get off the stage without stumbling or looking like an idiot. As the guests swarm around him, Jocelyn suddenly gets up and starts moving towards the back of the hall. I watch her as she gently slips through the crowd. Where the hell does she think she's going? Imm

~ SARAH ~Some men are just plain dickheads. Thank goodness my Rhett isn't one of them.Throughout the entire welcome party, I swear I spent most of the time watching that Alpha prick—Caspian King—staring at my cousin like she is the last drop of water in his desert.No shame. No withdrawal. Just pure thirst and sadness.Lycena was sitting right next to him too, glaring like an angry cat. At some point during Caspian's speech, Jocelyn had shown me that bitch and told me who she was.Lycena fucking Bale.Watching her glare at Jocelyn made me fucking sick. I kept my cool because that’s what I’m supposed to do in a party swarming with distinguished guests, but inside me? I was fantasizing about punching that green-eyed loser and “accidentally” stabbing that Alpha prick's foot with my heels.When the party finally winds down, the hall starts to empty. On arriving outside once more, each delegation is assigned a couple of attendants to show us our quarters, where each of us will be staying

~ JOCELYN ~Fucking asshole.I had stepped out of the party for a breath of fresh air—only to choke on the sight waiting in this garden for me.It’s like the universe enjoys stabbing me with the same knife over and over again.There she is. Lycena. Her hand on Caspian’s chest, her face tilted up towards him. And there he is, leaning just close enough to let her kiss him.Just like he allowed her five years ago at the altar.For a second, a flimsy second, the years vanish. I’m twenty again, standing at the altar, my heart pounding in excitement for the man I thought would be my forever—only to watch him insult me, look at me with cold blue eyes, and reject me in front of the entire Nightfall pack.And then, just to grind the pieces of my heart into the dirt, he kissed her.Her.The woman who made sure my wedding day became my public humiliation day. The same woman who had bullied me so much in the past.It’s amazing, really, how much deeper the same pain can hit you over and over again

~ JOCELYN ~ The next morning, I wake up feeling tired. Throughout the night, I was restless, and barely caught enough sleep. Everything that happened last night in the garden still lingers in my mind, piercing me with words and memories I wish I can just burn the hell out of my mind. Anyway, I'm here for business. I stretch under the soft sheets, watching the pale morning light filtering in through the window. For a few seconds, I let myself breathe. Just breathe. Today is the first official day of the summit. I have work to do. I’m not here for Caspian. I’m not here to relive the past. I’m here because countless lives are in danger, including mine, and I will not fail my pack. After getting off the bed, I select my outfit, get rid of my clothes, and head into the bathroom. I cleanse my teeth before turning on the shower, letting the water steam to a warm temperature before I step under the downpour. A relaxing sigh escapes my lips. The water feels so good. I allow it to ease

~ JOCELYN ~Lycena.If anyone here in the summit would dare try to poison me, it would be that bitch.The thought keeps running through my head as Sarah lays another warm towel across my forehead. Her touch is soft and gentle, and my nose is filled with the sharp scent of crushed herbs in a bowl sitting on the bedside table.My body feels weak, but I know the feeling will pass very soon. My mind is alive. My powers too.Sarah dips the towel again into the steamy bowl of water, wrings it out, then presses it gently to my neck.“The color is coming back to your face,” she murmurs. “Just rest a little more, my love. You scared everyone today.”“I’ll live,” I mutter, though my voice still sounds faint to my own ears.My suspicion of Lycena and poison hasn't left my mind. But the suspicion isn’t even the worst part. Thanox is the worst part. And after that encounter with him and all that I heard, I can't stop myself from imagining the bloodshed waiting for all of us when he storms the Nig