Semua Bab Alpha's Regret, Begging My Convict Luna Back: Bab 351 - Bab 360

Aria's POVThe sudden attention startled me, snapping me out of my daze.“Me?” I asked.I truly hadn’t expected it.I’d been cold and unyielding toward Patrick and Margaret for so long that people called it disrespect. But toward Aunt Vivian and Uncle Jeremiah, my wolf instinctively lowered its head, recognizing elders of the blood.“Of course,” I said quietly. “If not for you, we wouldn’t have come.”Aunt Vivian smiled at me then. She had been waiting for my answer as if nothing else mattered.Patrick’s face darkened.When he looked at me again, his usual authority softened into something resembling fatherly concern. “Aria, come inside. I have something to talk to you about anyway.”I tilted my head slightly, confusion settling into my expression. “Talk about what, Mr. Darvin?” I asked innocently. “Didn’t we already sever our relationship?”The moment the words left my mouth, Uncle Jeremiah’s eyes flared.“Severed relationship?!” His voice cracked like thunder.Aunt Vivian’s anger ig

Aria's POVPatrick’s brows lifted, surprise flickering before he burst into loud, hearty laughter.“Good! Knowing your mistakes and correcting them, that’s what a good child does. Let’s all forget what just happened. Come inside, everyone.”He pushed the door open, playing the gracious host.Margaret clearly didn’t want this. Her hands pressed against his waist, her body stiff with resistance. Patrick leaned down, whispered something low and soothing, and patted her hands like one would calm an agitated mate. Eventually, she let go.As we entered, Margaret watched me pass her and snorted coldly.I ignored her, but Rowland didn’t.He smiled, but there was something sharp beneath it. It looked predatory and dangerous.“Mrs. Darvin,” he said lightly, “if you don’t know how to be a proper hostess, maybe you should go check on Sophia instead.”The effect of his words was immediate.Margaret’s body trembled with rage.From what Rowland told me earlier, Sophia had been badly hurt by Richard.

Aria's POVVivian’s expression darkened, the change was subtle but terrifying. The temperature in the room seemed to drop as her aura surged outward. Even without fully releasing it, the power of the Osborne bloodline pressed down on everyone present.The authority to lead the Osborne family wasn’t just about money or status. It meant command over one of the oldest wolf clans. They were the second strongest family in their pack after that of their Alpha. That authority also meant access to ancestral territories, secret resources, and the right to call on wolves who had sworn loyalty for generations. Whoever inherited that position would stand at the very top of the food chain.And yet, this was the first time I’d ever seen a mother fight so desperately against her own daughter receiving such an honor.I used to think Margaret was merely confused, blinded by old grudges and fear. Now, watching her snarl like a cornered animal, I realized something much more colder.She didn’t want me t

Aria's POVKathy shot Rowland a warning look.He immediately caught on, sighed dramatically, and looked at me with wounded eyes. I understood what she implied too. We were still in the lion’s den, the surveillance footage could be used to initiate fresh scandals against us.Up ahead, Jeremiah and Vivian turned around just in time to see Rowland gazing at me like a lovesick wolf.Vivian’s awakened grandmotherly instincts flared.“Smack!”She swatted Rowland square on the forehead.“I heard you came to Asterfell looking for someone,” she snapped, her hands on her hips. “Don’t tell me you’re looking for my Aria, hm?”Rowland rubbed his forehead, groaning.Suddenly, my mind drifted back to the very first time I’d met Rowland. I couldn't help but suppress a laugh. I stole a quick glance at him.Sure enough, he was scratching the back of his head now, looking utterly wronged.He stared at Vivian who was standing right in front of him, then he straightened and forced a sheepish grin.“Grandm

Aria's POVI was divorced, I was also a mother.And yet my skin reacted instinctively, my wolf bristled in alarm at how aware I suddenly was.Rowland’s gaze darkened as he felt my face.I saw the shift in his pupils, the tightening focus of a wolf that had wandered too close.I pressed my palm flat against his chest and shoved him back.“I’m fine.”He let out a low, amused chuckle, his eyes dropping briefly to my hand before he leaned back, surrendering the space.“Alright.”The word rose at the end, lazy and dangerous.I rubbed my forehead, my eyebrow twitching.He’d meant to distract me and it worked but Amelia and Chloe’s words still echoed in my mind.“Should I really not be focusing all my energy on revenge against the Darvin family and Clarence?” I asked quietly.Rowland frowned. “Is that what they talked to you about?”I didn't respond but he already knew the answer.“Maybe they’re right,” he said after a moment. “At least… I’d prefer if you spared some attention for me during