All Chapters of The Alpha's Regret: Chasing Back His Rejected Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

~ LYCENA ~ I storm into my room and bang the door shut. Instantly, a scream tears from my throat, a very loud scream I've been holding in since I figured out the whole scene I witnessed at the tower. Fuck! I need to hold my shit together, but I can't. My claws are ripping through my fingers. My fangs are growing out of control, piercing my lips. Blood drips onto my immaculate white dress. I can't stop the tears, and my throat turns sour as I keep screaming again and again. Yanking off my heels, I fling them across the room, breathing heavily with every scream that rips through my sour throat. My bed creaks with the force of my weight. I claw at the pillows. The sheets. At anything within reach until the bed becomes a tangled mess. But it's still not enough to suppress my anger. More. I need more destruction. I rise and march to the vanity table. Reaching there, the flower vase crashes to the floor with a single sweep of my hands. Some of the pieces cut into my toes when I kick t

~ LYCENA ~ “I want to become the most powerful she-wolf the world has ever seen.” The final words leave my lips with every drop of desire burning through my veins. I don’t care that Thanox is looking at me right now like I’m a foolish soul begging for things far beyond my reach. I don’t care that his throne is radiating death itself or that his smile is sharper than knives. I’ve already crossed the line. I’ve already betrayed everyone. Caspian. The Nightfall Pack. My so-called people. All of them. And I don’t fucking regret any shred of it. Thanox leans forward on his throne, resting his black pointy fingernails on his chin as if he’s studying me like an insect he might squash or keep as a pet. His eyes are still red and glowing with a hunger that sinks under my skin, crawling all over my spine like poisonous spiders. He is intimidating, but I force myself not to look away from his piercing gaze. “Ambition,” he finally breaks the silence with his teasing voice. “I like that. A

~ CASPIAN ~ I feel like I’m losing her all over again. The summit is over. Officially yet painfully over. The sun has already reached its zenith in the sky, the hot afternoon warming my skin outside the compound of the guesthouse. The compound is filled with cars of the delegates and their entourages getting ready to leave, some loading their trunks with luggage and everything else they came with, while the others are already rolling out through the gates after bidding their farewells, leaving to get back to their respective packs. More farewells are exchanged by those yet to leave. Hugs, firm handshakes, and more hugs and assurances that everything we discussed in the summit is going to be implemented for everyone's safety. Every leader who leaves carries the burden of Thanox’s shadow, but also the burning spark of hope that maybe—just maybe—we stand a winning chance if we all stand together. I try to take comfort in that, but my heart is in deep pain. One by one, the delegates

~ JOCELYN ~ When the meeting ends, we scatter. Declan remains at the office, but I don't miss the way he steals glances at Nadia, watching her leave with Elian to help her brother hand out the gifts he brought. He's trying to look serious, but his eyes give him away. Dammit. He's so obvious. I bite down a laugh, chuckling quietly to myself before leaving the room with Sarah and Rhett. Outside the office, Sarah kisses my cheeks and tells me to come by the house, but I gently decline, already desperate to lock myself inside my dorm room and crash into my soft, fluffy bed. “At least visit the kitchen before you go to your room, and Jocelyn?” She raises her brows. “Don't sulk about the Nightfall Alpha. I'm kinda sure he's the one responsible for your mood swings for over three weeks now.” My mouth falls open, heat rushing to my cheeks, but before I can even say anything, she’s already abandoning me and leaving the institute with Rhett and Annalise. I’m sure she's dying to get home an

~ DECLAN ~ Back in the office, I knew something was up with Jocelyn. She had spoken so well when she was reporting the summit's details to me, but I also noticed something was off with her. And now, from where I'm standing near one of the corridor pillars facing the yard, picking up bits of her conversation with Sarah and watching her sob in Sarah's arms, my suspicion has been confirmed. Something must have happened between her and Alpha Caspian back at the Nightfall Pack, and she's truly not feeling “fine” like she said back at the office. She looks terrible, tear-soaked, and when she finally pulls away from Sarah, my heart twists at the sight of her red eyes and how her body trembles slightly as she hiccups. Fuck. This isn't good. After Sarah smiles softly and speaks to her, they both rise from the bench, ready to leave. On their way, they meet me where I'm standing nearby, pausing a few steps away. “Hi ladies.” I step forward, blocking their paths and turning to Jocelyn. “Joce