Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha's Regret: His Rejected Hybrid Mate: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Aria's POV. I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror and barely recognized myself. Dark circles shadowed my eyes. My cheeks looked hollow. When did I get so thin? When did I start looking so... broken? I splashed cold water on my face and tried to pull myself together. Tonight was important. Tonight, I was finally going to tell him. My hand dropped to my stomach. It was still flat, but I knew what was growing inside me. Two tiny heartbeats. Two miracles. Twins. The doctor had confirmed it three days ago at the human hospital two towns over. I couldn’t risk going to our pack doctor. Dr. Matthews reported everything to Luna Margot, Kyril’s mother. And that woman hated me enough already. I pulled out the ultrasound picture from my pocket and stared at it for the hundredth time. Two little blobs that would become my babies. Our babies. Maybe this would change everything. Maybe when Kyril found out he was going to be a father, he’d finally look at me the way he looked at he

Aria's POV.I had been packing for three hours, and I still couldn’t believe I was doing it.Everything I owned fit into two suitcases. Three years in that mansion, and I had almost nothing to show for it. Most of my clothes were simple, cheap things I had brought from my father’s pack. The expensive dresses Luna Margot had forced me to wear for pack events stayed in the closet. I didn’t want anything from them.My hands shook as I folded another shirt.Downstairs, I could hear voices. Kyril and his mother were still talking. Probably planning the wedding. Probably celebrating getting rid of me.I should have felt angry, but I was too numb.My phone buzzed. It was a text from Clara: Luna Margot is having the pack doctor come tomorrow. She told me to make sure you’re here. Don’t know why, but be careful.My blood went cold.The pack doctor. Why would they need him unless...Unless they knew.Had Luna Margot somehow found out about my pregnancy? Was she planning to force me to terminate

Kyril's POV.I stared at the divorce papers on my desk. Five years old, but I still kept them in the top drawer.Signed by Aria. Finalized by the courts.But never accepted by my wolf.“You’re brooding again.” My mother’s voice cut through my thoughts. She walked into my office without knocking, like always.I shoved the papers back in the drawer. “What do you want, Mother?”“We need to talk about Sienna.”My jaw clenched. “There’s nothing to talk about.”“She’s been your chosen mate for five years, Kyril. When are you going to actually mark her? Make it official?”“Never.” The word came out harsh.My mother’s eyes flashed with anger. “Excuse me?”I stood up and faced her. “I’m not marking Sienna. I’m not making her my Luna. This arrangement is over.”“You can’t be serious.”“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life.”My mother moved closer, her voice dropping to something dangerous. “That half-breed has been gone for five years. She’s not coming back. You need to move o

Aria's POV. Maya shook his hand too, and I could see her approval in her eyes. She was always trying to set me up with someone. This was probably going to fuel her matchmaking schemes for months. "Please, sit," I gestured to the meeting table. "Maya mentioned you were interested in protection amulets?" "Yes." Lucian sat, and his posture was relaxed but alert. "I’ve heard excellent things about your work. Your concealment spells in particular are supposedly unbreakable." "Not unbreakable," I corrected. "But very effective. What exactly were you looking to protect against?" "We’ve been having issues with rogue attacks on our northern border. Tradi

Kyril's POV The Silvermoon Grand Hotel was alive with sound–well polished shoes on marble floors, clinging glasses, and the low hum of very powerful men and women weaving alliances with smiles that never got to their hearts. This was my kind of conference, and I should have felt at home with the deals, politics, and strategy that circled endlessly around the room. But no. For the first time in years, I completely lost focus. My mind just kept circling back to the same thoughts about Aria. Marcus' words still echoed in my head from last night. "She's in Silvermoon, my lord. She had kids." He hadn't made much sense, just that she was alive and not alone. Alive. After five good years of nothing but silence... she was here. And now, surrounded by the silent noise and light of the conference ballroom, I had to act like I still cared about the profit margins and trade expansions. A flash of silver caught my eye. It was quickly followed by a laugh, one that was soft and melodic. It