All Chapters of Alpha's Regret, Begging My Convict Luna Back: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Aria's POVI turned my head slowly, meeting her gaze. Her disgust was an insult my wolf didn’t appreciate.She scanned me from head to toe, taking in my casual clothes and my face with no makeup.A low, judgmental laugh left her. “Where did this clueless pauper come from? Not even a dress? Trying to cut in line?”She crossed her arms and blocked my way.“Security, get her out of here.”Her arrogance scraped down my spine like a dull blade. I didn’t bother responding, words weren’t u worth wasting. Instead, I turned my gaze back to Ethan.I just stared.His scent spiked with panic. He almost tripped over himself trying to shut the lady up.Hemsworth Villa is just a venue for them, but to me, it was my temporary home.The young lady kept ranting her eyes flicking towards Ethan.“I’m here on Sophia’s personal invitation,” she declared, lifting her chin. “Think carefully before you act.”She removed her sunglasses like she expected applause.Ethan froze. Recognition flickered across his f

Aria's POVI was in the ballroom, seating by the piano, playing a beautiful tune, when a sudden, sharp bang echoed from a distance.My wolf lifted her head inside me, her ears pricked.I remained where I sat, perfectly still by the grand piano.Few minutes later, Rowland entered the ballroom his scent slicing through the air. His aura was unmistakably tense as though he was searching for someone. I knew it had to be me.My wolf watched him with mild curiosity.He scanned the room, turning in circles, until finally, I spoke.“Looking for me?”He spun around so fast I almost laughed.His eyes locked on me before drinking me in.His heartbeat jumped. I could hear it.A steady thud-thud-thud, too loud for a man trying to appear composed.Then he said…“Aria, marry me.”The piano jolted beneath my fingers, the keys giving a harsh metallic clang.I stared at him. My mind blanked.Even my wolf fell silent.Was he—Is he insane?My voice dropped, cool as winter rain. “Do you know what you’re

Aria’s POVThe music softened as if acknowledging the truce I had forged with my heart. My wolf, still restless, sensed the tension and the lies swirling like smoke in the ballroom.Then my sharp ears picked Sophia's words. Her voice, soft but eager, floated to me across the room: “Nathan, can we dance?” I could smell a mix of fear and excitement in her scent. Knowing who she is, she must have convinced herself that this party, orchestrated entirely for her by Nathan, would cement her position in his life.My wolf bristled. Through the corner of my eye, I watched as Nathan extended his hand, polite and commanding all at once. Sophia didn't even hesitate, she immediately placed her hand in his.The moment Nathan and Sophia hit the stage, everyone’s dance steps faltered. Every head turned toward them. They were like a shining pair, the center of attraction.The chandelier above them burned brighter than the full moon, scattering silver-gold light across the marble floor. It poured over

Aria's POVI tilted my head up, masking everything behind innocent surprise. “Nathan, I’m just here to celebrate with Sophia. What could I possibly be doing?”My wolf laughed inside me. He knew I was lying.I knew he knew, and he still held me.His deep eyes locked onto mine, and something flickered in them, something that bothered between danger and hunger.We stood there, caught in an electric pull, like the posters of tragic romance movies Sophia would cry over.For a moment I felt nausea rise, repulsion at his sudden tenderness. But I kept my expression pure and untouchable.From the corner, I heard Sophia’s breath hitch. Her eyes were red, fury and humiliation eating away at her composure.“Aria, why are you ruining my celebration?” she blurted.I paused, gracious even in manipulation, giving her space to dig her own grave.She looked about ready to cry but I beat her to it.I let my eyes soften with hurt. “Sophia… I genuinely came to celebrate with you. How could you accuse me l

Aria's POVBefore I could rise to check who it was, the door cracked open. Sophia’s friend from earlier, Jessica leaned in, her arms crossed, her face lifted in that familiar sneer.“Sophia was worried you hadn’t eaten,” she said, though her tone made it clear she thought that idea was laughable. “She wants you to come down for barbecue.”Her eyes drifted over me, the pale dress, my tired face and something dark flickered in her gaze.She scoffed. “Honestly, I don’t know why she bothers. Letting you starve wouldn’t be the worst thing.”I stared at her blankly, letting her insults slide off my frost-bitten expression. My wolf wasn’t impressed either; I felt her huff with disdain.Barbecue? From Sophia?Since when did Sophia worry about anything that didn’t benefit her?I rose to my feet, moving to shut the door. “No thanks.”Jessica’s eyes widened. “What?”She looked genuinely shocked, as if she had expected me to go along with whatever she said like I was some obedient lap dog.Anger