All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: The Forsaken Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Rhiannon's POV The cabin smelled like pine and sin. Darius's mouth was on my neck, hot and demanding. His hands gripped my waist, fingers digging into bare skin as he pressed me against the rough wooden wall. I gasped, arching into him, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. "Say it again," he growled against my throat. "Yours." The word came out breathless. Desperate. "I'm yours." His teeth grazed my pulse point, and I shuddered. Six months of this. Six months of stolen nights in this forgotten cabin at the edge of pack territory. Six months of learning every inch of him, of memorizing the way he said my name like a prayer. "Rhia." He pulled back just enough to look at me, his storm-gray eyes molten. "You're so beautiful." Heat flooded my cheeks. I wasn't beautiful—not like the pack's daughters with their perfect hair and designer clothes. I was the wolfless orphan who scrubbed floors and didn't belong. But when Darius looked at me like this, I believed it. His lips crashed i

Rhiannon's POV The former Alpha raised his hand, and the crowd fell silent."People of Crescent Moon," his voice boomed across the square, carrying the weight of authority he'd held for thirty years. "Today marks a new chapter in our pack's history. Today, my son becomes your Alpha."Cheers erupted. I clapped along with everyone else, my palms damp, my heart hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat.Darius stepped forward.He moved with a confidence I'd never seen before—not like the man who'd held me last night, vulnerable and loving in the darkness. This was the Alpha. The leader. Every inch of him radiated power and command.He knelt before his father.The crowd pressed closer, everyone straining to see. I was caught in the crush of bodies, unable to move forward or back. A woman's elbow dug into my ribs. Someone stepped on my foot. I barely noticed.All I could see was Darius."Darius Nightshade," his father began, his voice carrying the weight of ritual and tradition. "Do

Rhiannon's POVI don't remember how long I ran.The trees blurred together—dark shapes against darker sky. My lungs burned. My legs screamed. But the pain in my chest eclipsed everything else.The mate bond.It had snapped into place for one perfect, golden second. I'd felt it—the rightness of him, the completeness, the destiny our souls had been reaching for.Then he'd spoken those words, and it shattered.I stumbled over a root and went down hard. Dirt scraped my palms. Blood—I was bleeding from somewhere. Couldn't tell where. Everything hurt.Get up. Keep moving.But my body refused. I rolled onto my back, staring up through the canopy at fragments of moonlight. The Forbidden Forest. I'd run straight into the place where wolves went to die.Good. Maybe I belonged here.A sob tore from my throat, raw and animal. I pressed both hands over my mouth to muffle it, but another followed. Then another. Until I was shaking with it, curled on the forest floor like something broken."I, Dariu

Rhiannon's POVThree days.That's how long I slept after the first transformation.When I finally opened my eyes, sunlight streamed through unfamiliar windows. My body ached in places I didn't know could ache. Every muscle felt like it had been torn apart and stitched back together wrong.I tried to sit up. Failed. Tried again."Easy." Nyx appeared beside the bed with a cup of something that smelled like pine and honey. "You shifted for the first time. Your body is still adjusting."Shifted. The word sent fragments of memory crashing through me.Pain. Bones breaking. Fur erupting through skin. Silver light and agony and a howl that had torn from my throat as I became something else."I did it," I whispered. "I actually—""You shifted into a wolf. Silver fur, like your mother's." Nyx helped me sit up against the pillows, placing the cup in my trembling hands. "You held the form for nearly a minute before collapsing. For a first shift, that's remarkable."I sipped the tea. It tasted lik

Rhiannon's POVMy balance was off.I realized it during morning training when I stumbled over a root I should have cleared easily. Nyx caught my arm before I fell, her expression unreadable."Your center of gravity is shifting," she said. "The baby's growing."I looked down. My stomach was still relatively flat, but there was a subtle roundness now. A gentle swell that my loose tunic couldn't quite hide."Is that normal? This early?""For a hybrid pregnancy?" Nyx shrugged. "I have no idea. This is unprecedented territory." She released my arm. "But we'll adjust the training accordingly. No more high jumps until after the birth.""I can still—""You can still train. Just smarter." She handed me a different weapon—a short blade instead of the staff. "Close combat. Footwork. Things that don't require perfect balance."I took the blade, testing its weight. Lighter than the staff. Easier to control."Again," Nyx commanded.We sparred for an hour. My footwork was still clumsy, but I was lea