Semua Bab Claimed By Three Alphas, One Fated Regret: Bab 1 - Bab 10

"The laundry's piling up, do you want Luna Rhiannon to see it?!" Sirra's voice snapped like a whip behind me. I immediately kept my head down, hands moving faster through the heap of damp linens I was ironing. The hiss of steam rose as I pressed another crease flat, the hot metal nearly burning my fingers for the third time in a row. My wrists ached, the skin peeled from the constant heat, but slowing down wasn't an option here. The head of maids, Sirra, stood there a moment longer, waiting for me to answer, but I remained quiet. When I heard her huff and walk away, I allowed myself one breath before lowering the iron again.This was my life... a maid in Morvain Pack!Two years ago, I was still Luna's favorite daughter by name, and loved by everyone in the Pack house despite not having a mate after I turned eighteen that year. I believed I belonged to them even if we are not blood related, until the day they found her.Tazira, their real daughter, stolen as an infant, returned wit

~ALARIC'S POV~Immediately I stepped out through the Sanctum door, I didn't look back. Not when I left her curled up on the couch, and heard her voice break like glass behind me. Elowen's voice had always been soft, but tonight, it sounded different... tired and defeated, but I kept walking.The night wind outside bit through my jacket as I shifted into my car. Tazira had texted me again that she was dizzy, and her breathing had become uneven. So, I gripped the wheel tighter and drove away from the parking lot.'You should have stayed,' the voice of my wolf snarled in the back of my mind and my hands jerked on the wheels. He'd been quiet lately ever since I began pushing Elowen away."I don't care about her!" I muttered to myself.'You left her,' he growled, low and vicious. 'She needed us and you felt it... the tremble in her voice, the pain. She's our mate!'"No, she betrayed us!" I snapped. "And if I hate her enough... maybe I'll stop aching every time I hear her name."'Liar!' h

~ELOWEN'S POV~"Wake up!"A slap landed hard across my cheek. My eyes flew open, burning from the sting. I was still on the cold floor, just a few steps from the door Alaric had walked out of.My back throbbed from the fall, but it wasn't the ache that yanked me back. It was the stench of her sickly poisonous, arrogant perfume.I looked up and saw Tazira standing over me with her hand still raised, eyes full of satisfaction."Why... why are you here?" My voice shook as I tried to push up on trembling arms, my vision swam. "Where's Alaric?""Alaric?" she repeated with a scorn. "Oh, right. You thought he'd come crawling back to you? Poor little Luna.""What are you talking about?""Tsk." She scoffed, stepping over my legs like I was something rotten. I winced, biting back a groan."You really thought you'd give birth to that bastard child and steal everything again like you did with my parents?" Her voice dripped with disgust. "Never, because you're getting an abortion!""What?!" My hea

~ELOWEN'S POV~The first breath I took was fire.My lungs seized as I coughed, every inhale scraping down my throat like thorns. My body refused to move at first, every muscle raw and trembling. It wasn't just the smoke, It was the rejection and the memory of him walking away.I blinked and took in the unfamiliar surroundings. Wooden walls, blackened and scorched, leaned at awkward angles. I was in a shed, half-burnt and reeking of ash. There were torn blankets below me and a bowl of water by my side.Someone had dragged me out... But who?I tried to sit up, and the pain screamed through my ribs. My wrists were bruised from the restraints as blood crusted along my temple, and I didn't know if the heat or the memory hurt more.Fragments came back in flashes.A blurry figure hands gripping under my arms, the heat of fire behind us and the scent of burnt fur. A voice I didn't recognize, speaking too low to make out as if chanting spells.They'd brought me here, bandaged the worst of my

~ELOWEN'S POV~"Do you really expect me to sleep in this place?" My voice rose before I could stop it.The servant girl at the door froze, clutching the folded blanket in her arms. She looked no older than sixteen, her eyes darting nervously toward the large bed in the middle of the room."It's the best guest chamber, Luna," she whispered, dropping her gaze.Her calling me that word again made my stomach twist. My hand instinctively went to my lower belly, but I pushed the thought away. I wasn't anyone's Luna anymore."I'm not your Luna," I snapped, sharper than I intended. The girl trembled, and guilt burned my throat. "Just… leave it there and go."She nodded quickly, placing the blanket down and scurrying out, closing the door softly behind her.I hated everything right now... The room was too polished and carefully arranged, as though Sylion wanted to remind me every second that I was still inside his walls.It's been two days already since I followed him here, but I didn't feel