Alpha's Regret, Begging My Convict Luna Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 391 - チャプター 400

Aria's POVI kept my expression neutral. “I am nothing like Patrick,” I said.Tyler studied me for a long moment,then he nodded slowly. “Yeah…you really don’t seem like him. I think I can trust you. It's not like I have a choice.”I was glad he knew that. There was nothing to worry about. I already severed ties with my family. I am only playing a game with them at the moment. One that would end very soon.“So what do I do now?” he asked, leaning forward, eager…like a wolf waiting for orders from an Alpha he’s decided to trust.“Wait for my call,” I said, rising to my feet. “I’ll contact you when it’s time.”I gestured toward Williams and Jonathan who were by the door. “Until then, stay with them.”Tyler’s gaze moved to Williams first.Williams gave him a lazy, wolfish grin, the kind that promised trouble. Tyler grimaced.Then he looked at Jonathan.His shoulders eased. Jonathan looked kind and comfortable. That should assure him.Once arrangements were settled, Tyler and his wife left

Nathan's POVThere was a brief pause. I had to glance at my screen to make sure my grandma had not ended the call.“I heard you divorced Aria. You are in no position to make any requests of me” she said, her tone sad.My wolf flattened its ears at her tone.A sigh came through the line. “Maybe I was wrong to force you. Now Aria is free, there is no need for Aria to suffer at your hands anymore.”My chest tightened.“Grandma! I didn’t call about that. I don’t want to let her go.”There was silence.Then her sharp voice reached me, “You still want to retaliate against her?!”I rubbed my forehead. “No… I want to win her back.”There was dead silence.I checked the screen just to make sure the call was still connected.“Grandma?”“Did you take the wrong medicine?” she finally said.“I’m serious,” I said quietly. “I regret treating her the way I did. I want her back. Please help me, I need to win her back.”I meant every word. For the first time in my adult life, I wasn't afraid to show my

Nathan’s POVThe question hit harder than any blow. My mind went blank.Then she began listing it. “You are wrongfully imprisoned.”“Your partner believes rumors instead of you.”“You spend a year in prison. Your career is destroyed.”“Outside, your partner is rumored to be close to your adopted sister.”Each sentence was like a claw across my chest.I saw it from Aria’s side. The loneliness she must have felt, the betrayal, the humiliation.Her wolf, hurt and cornered, with no mate standing beside her.By the end, Grandma’s voice was dry.“Nathan,” she muttered, “you really are something else.”I sat there with my head lowered, my shoulders heavy, listening to every word without arguing back.My wolf curled inward, hurt.Grandma sighed on the other end of the line. I could hear the tenderness beneath her sternness.“Nathan,” she said, “women need care and attention. Now she’s surrounded by capable, outstanding men, and you finally feel threatened. But have you ever thought about how

Nathan’s POVThe top floor of Hemsworth Group headquarters always smelled faintly of steel, leather and of course, power.Usually, that grounded me. Today though, my wolf was unsettled.“So, the Carlson girl is here?” Grandma asked, seated in the chair I’d had brought in just for her. Even at her age, her presence carried dominance. Her eyes gleamed with interest.My jaw tightened.Gina Carlson.My wolf gave a low, irritated rumble in my chest.I didn’t like unpredictability near my territory… especially not today.“Grandma, how did she even know you were here?” I rubbed my temples. My senses were already stretched thin — Aria, Crescent Manor, tonight. I’d planned everything carefully.Gina was chaos in heels. I had invited Grandma here for one reason only, and that was to help me win Aria back. I needed her help to fix what I broke.Gina could destroy that in seconds.Grandma noticed my tension. She always could read me the way Alphas read the wind before a storm.“I actually think G

Aria's POVHer expression hardened instantly. “Divorced or not, you were once part of the Hemsworth family. Lana is our granddaughter. These belong to her.”She cut off my protest before it could form. “This is my affection. Don’t upset me by refusing.”She turned away, clearly displeased.Nathan’s voice followed, quieter and steadier . “Grandma spent the entire afternoon choosing those. Lana might like them.”I paused, then nodded. “Thank you,” I said softly. “On Lana’s behalf.”Jennifer’s face lit up, satisfaction replacing the sternness. I felt the shift in the air as she exchanged a glance with Nathan. His fingers tightened almost imperceptibly, a faint smile curving his lips as he looked at the pile.I knew then that not all of those gifts were chosen by his grandma.“If you’ve prepared gifts for Lana,” I said lightly, lifting the bag in my hand, “perhaps you’d like to see what I brought for you.”Before Jennifer could respond, Gina surged forward, planting herself directly in fr