All Chapters of Alpha's Regret, His Rejected Luna is Hidden Heiress: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Ceres's POVJason’s eyes gleamed, clearly pleased that I was willing to talk about this."He had too many eyes in the pack’s business and was deeply involved in several critical projects," he said. "It’s a bit troublesome to remove him cleanly.""Then just cut him off," I replied flatly.Jason chuckled, low and knowing. "No, I need him and his people to help me ruin his career first. Simply kicking him out of the Bloodmoon Pack isn’t enough."I paused, watching him carefully.This wasn’t just about removing a threat—it was about erasing Samuel completely."Nothing happened at Lydia?" I asked cautiously.Jason smirked. "My aunt never meddles. Their ‘mate bond’ was never strong, and now they barely interact."I knew what he meant. Lydia was independent, strong-willed. She would eventually recognize Samuel’s true nature and leave, but severing a mate bond—no matter how weak—was complicated. There were too many political and financial entanglements. Divorce wasn’t something that could hap

Ceres's POVMy fingers tightened around the velvet jewelry box in my hands. I forced myself to exhale, feigning disinterest as I placed the box back in my lap. But inside, my mind raced like a wolf chasing shadows in the dark.Jason fell silent, his eyes flickering toward me.“The driver will take you home,” he finally said. “Lucy and I have some urgent business to handle.”I arched a brow. “You’re not sneaking off to meet another woman, are you?”His entire body tensed, and even Lucy inhaled sharply.I watched as Jason’s jaw flexed, but instead of snapping at me, he softened his voice. “Ceres, it’s nothing like that. I promise. I just need to take care of something important.”Lucy quickly nodded, trying to smooth over the situation.He seemed to be trying his best to comfort me and continued, "Lucy can drive you back first."I held his gaze for a moment longer before shrugging. “Fine.”Jason wasted no time slipping out of the car, his broad shoulders taut with tension as he pulled o

Ceres's POVJason’s eyes darkened, his voice cooling.“John is Jackson’s son. John and Lucky have nothing to do with Anita.”My breath hitched. Nothing?Anita wasn’t John’s mother?I frowned, trying to piece it together. “Then where did John come from?”Jason met my confusion head-on, his voice turning almost clinical.“The child was conceived through surrogacy,” he said. “Anita used Jackson’s sperm, but she never carried the child herself. A surrogate gave birth to him.”I stiffened.That wasn’t unheard of among our kind, but it was rare.Jason continued, his tone unwavering.“Jackson only found out about John after he was born. But the surrogate had been taking illegal drugs during the pregnancy.”A chill ran down my spine.I knew what that meant.Werewolf pups were already fragile in the womb. Any interference—especially drugs—could damage them permanently.“The child was born sick,” Jason said bluntly. “A bone marrow transplant is the only way to save him.”I clenched my fists. “A

Ceres's POVJessy studied me closely, as if searching for resentment, for recognition—anything that hinted at the past. When she found nothing but polite indifference, she exhaled in relief.Then, a slow, dazzling smile stretched across her lips.“Luna Albert, nice to meet you.”I nodded lightly, already dismissing her, turning back to my conversation with the foreign woman.Jessy lingered awkwardly, clutching her wine glass, unable to wedge herself into the conversation. After a few moments, she gave up and drifted away.I felt her absence before I even saw her leave.She was nothing. A ghost of the past trying to claw her way into my present.Soon after, the woman beside me excused herself, and I did the same, murmuring something about the bathroom.But as I disappeared down the hallway, I felt it.A shift in the air. Someone lingering behind me.Not Jessy.Richard.His presence was unmistakable. His gaze, sharp and unwavering, burned into my back like a brand.I didn’t turn. I didn

Ceres's POVHome.The word was foreign on my tongue, an echo of something long lost.Mario, my father's close friend was only fifteen years my senior. Like my brother Justin and me, Mario had grown up with every privilege imaginable.My father adored him. Maybe too much.Mario, had traveled abroad years ago to carve his own path.And now, he was back.I met his gaze, hope flickering in my chest for the first time in what felt like an eternity. I nodded, my decision made.Mario leaned in slightly, lowering his voice so only I could hear. "I’ll stir up some trouble. If you get the chance, take a strand of Jason’s hair."I stiffened. "His hair?"The realization struck almost instantly.A DNA test.They wanted to confirm his identity.But against whom?Before Mario could elaborate, the doors to the main hall swung open, and laughter spilled into the banquet room. The crowd shifted, guests filtering toward the center of the hall.And then, emerging from the throng of wealthy wolves and pow