Semua Bab Alpha's Regret, Begging My Convict Luna Back: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Aria's POVI already knew who it was before I glanced at their face.It was Sophia.I ducked my head, turning slightly to the side to protect Lana. I tried to step around her.But she moved again in a deliberate, unhurried manner.My wolf snarled, fury bubbling beneath my skin like molten silver. My grip on Lana tightened until my fingers trembled. My temples throbbed, anger and dread mixing into something that made it hard to breathe."You've got the wrong person," I said flatly, forcing calm into my voice even as my pulse roared in my ears.Sophia's gaze sliced through me, sharp and arrogant. "Aria, there's no way I could mistake you for someone else."Her words coiled around me like poison.I straightened, "You really have the wrong person."I buried my head lower, keeping my eyes fixed on the ground as I mumbled the same dry response I'd rehearsed in my mind a dozen times.My voice came out rough, aged and deliberately distorted, like gravel scraping against stone. The less she re

Aria's POVAfter the call, I was still unsettled. The silence that followed felt heavier than any noise. The rain finally stopped and the sun was gradually coming back up.I looked down at Lana cradled in my arms, her soft lashes resting against her flushed cheeks. My heart softened, then clenched again.No matter what, Nathan could never find out about her, about us.If he did, there'd be no escaping his reach. He'd take everything, just like before.I drew in a long, steadying breath and gently pulled Lana's tiny hand from her mouth. She made a soft noise, half protest, half contentment. My lips curved faintly."Hungry again, huh?"The maternal instinct was strong but so was the exhaustion that nipped at my bones.My wolf, ever protective, huffed inside me, restless. She hated how vulnerable we were like this. We were cornered, hiding, struggling just to keep our pup fed.I moved to the cupboard and scooped what little formula remained in the tin. Just a thin dusting of powder scrap

Aria's POVMy Bags and boxes were scattered right outside my door.For a second, I thought I'd come to the wrong room. But no, everything outside belonged to me.Every muscle in me went tense, a low vibration starting in my chest.Someone had thrown us out.The anger I'd tried to swallow earlier came roaring back, hot and wild. My wolf bristled under my skin, my claws itching to tear through flesh and wood alike. But I forced her down.Lana was inside. She couldn't see her mother lose control.I shoved the door open.The first thing I saw made my vision blur red.The new girl was standing in the middle of the room holding my daughter. Holding Lana like she was an inconvenience. Her eyes darted around, as if deciding where to drop her."What are you doing?!" My voice came out as a snarl before I even realized it. My heartbeat thundered in my ears as I lunged forward, yanking Lana out of her grasp. My wolf's protective growl rumbled just beneath my breath.The girl blinked, then had the

Aria's POV"Peter Clinton?"A genuine smile tugged at my lips before I could stop it. I looked him up and down, taking in the sharp lines of his black suit and the gold frames perched on his nose.Gone was the shy, bumbling intern who used to hide behind thick glasses and piles of case files. This Peter looked confident, self-assured even.He furrowed his brows briefly as he watched me, a flicker of sadness, flashing through his eyes. I could tell what he was thinking. He was probably wondering why I looked so different from my usual self.He eventually smiled at me, his eyes gleaming with the same earnest warmth I remembered, and something in my chest loosened.I honestly never thought I'd see him again.Back when I'd still had my job…Peter had been the nervous new intern no one thought would last a week.Always quiet, always fumbling with his papers, too timid to speak during meetings. But I'd seen something in him that others hadn't. He had a sharp focus beneath all that fear.He m

Aria's POV"My freedom," I said quietly.Peter's voice broke slightly as he spoke. "Aria, have you really thought this through?"He was staring at the signature again, like he couldn't believe I'd actually done it, signed the divorce papers.I could feel his gaze, heavy with disbelief, but I didn't flinch. "I was too obsessed before," I said quietly, pressing my lips together. "Now I've figured it out."My words were calm, but my wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, as if testing the truth of what I'd said. She didn't growl, just sighed. Even she was tired of chasing the ghost of a bond that had never been real.A faint smile curved my lips. My hair fell across my face, and for once, I didn't bother to tuck it away.Peter stared at me like he didn't recognize who I was anymore. Maybe he didn't. The Aria he remembered had burned too brightly for an Alpha who never looked her way. This new version of me was quieter, colder, like moonlight on still water. My wolf had changed too, onc