All Chapters of The Alpha's Regret: Divorced Luna Crowned Queen: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Diana's POVI had won in court over Ian, but the war was far from over.I needed to maintain that win by finalizing my marriage to Travis.The courthouse room they'd set aside for us was smaller than I expected, barely bigger than Mr. Kent's office, with a single window letting in afternoon light. There were two more windows on either side of the door.There were no flowers. There was no music. Just an officiant with a thin folder of paperwork, Sussy standing stiffly by the wall with her arms crossed, and Mr. Kent seated in the corner like a man watching a business deal close rather than a wedding.Exactly the way I wanted it."You look like you're about to sign a mortgage, not get married," Sussy muttered as she helped straighten the collar of my plain off-white dress, the closest thing I owned to something that could make me look like a bride."That's essentially what this is," I said."You could have at least let me pick the dress.""You're already annoyed with me. I wasn't going t

Diana's POV"Ian." Travis' voice was low, but it cut through the room faster than a shout would have. "You need to leave.""Leave?" Ian's laugh had no humor in it. "You're standing there with your hand on my wife and telling me to leave?""Your ex-wife," Mr. Kent said, rising fully out of his chair now, his voice steady in a way that made it clear he'd dealt with far worse than an angry Fletcher. "The divorce was finalized two days ago. Luna Diana owes you no explanation for anything you just witnessed.""I wasn't asking you," Ian snapped. His eyes hadn't left me once. "Two days, Diana. Two days and you're already wearing another man's ring. Was any of it real? The wedding, the vows, three years of my life, or was I just a placeholder until something better came along?""You don't get to stand there and talk about what was real," I said. "Not after Brielle. Not after everything you did. You are the one who cheated on me, remember?""Oh, don't act like the wounded party here," Brielle

James' POVI found my little sister Brielle in the garden behind our father's house, sitting on the stone bench she used to hide on as a kid whenever she didn't want to be found. She still had that habit, running to quiet corners whenever things got loud in her own head. She'd done the same thing after arguments with our mother years ago, and watching her do it now, as an adult, made it clear how little had actually changed."You heard about the wedding," I said. It wasn't a question."Everyone's heard about the wedding," she said, not looking up from her phone. "It's all anyone's talking about.""Ian's still with you. After everything. After the divorce, after the crown, after Diana married Travis right in front of him." I sat down beside her, close enough that she couldn't pretend I wasn't there. "Doesn't that bother you?""Why would it bother me?""Because he's chasing a title he no longer has any claim to, and you're standing next to him while he does it. What's left for either of

Travis' POV"That's not an answer," James said, leaning back against the wall with his arms crossed. "You proposed to your nephew's ex-wife in the middle of a legal disaster and married her within the same month. There's a story there, Travis.""There is," I said. "It's just not one I can tell.""Can't, or won't?""Does it matter?""It matters to me," James said. "I've watched you disappear into your own head for years over this woman. I'd like to know I'm not about to watch you get hurt again.""I mean it, Travis. You've never been reckless with anything in your life except her."James studied me the way he did when he was deciding whether to push or let something go. "Fine. Give me the version you can tell."I thought about how to put it into words that wouldn't reveal more than I meant to. "It was fate, mostly. I saw an opportunity in front of me, and I took it.""An opportunity." James raised an eyebrow. "That's it? That's the whole story?""That's as much as I can say."James let

Diana's POVThe pack archives smelled like dust and old paper, the kind of smell that clung to the back of my throat no matter how many times I visited over the years. I used to find it comforting as a child, proof that some things in Oakwood never changed no matter how much everything else did.Mrs. Halloway, the pack registrar, called me down that morning with a list of documents that needed updating now that I was legally Travis' wife. My name change, my new status filings, the property records that still listed me under Ian's name in three different places."It shouldn't take more than an hour," she told me, setting a thin folder on the long table in the reading room. "Most of it just needs your signature. I'll be at the front desk if you need anything.""Thank you," I said. "I appreciate you fitting me in today.""It's no trouble at all, dear. These things are easier handled quickly."I nodded and sat down, grateful for the quiet. Since the wedding, since the doctor's office, I r