Todos os capítulos de Alpha's Regret: Chasing My Pregnant Luna: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Ivy’s POVThe days blur together.One after the other, and every day, the seed of anxiety in the pit of my stomach grows.I’ve been stationed in the rear battlefield base for days now, surrounded by makeshift tents and the ceaseless hum of soldiers in the middle of war.Alexander is out there, leading the charge, while I’m stuck here feeling useless. Each passing day feels like an eternity. His absence is like a hollow ache that I can’t shake.And yet, his efficiency is undeniable. Every report that trickles back paints the same picture: Alexander is unstoppable. Enemy lines are crumbling, territories reclaimed. By all accounts, the end of this conflict is near.But I can’t celebrate.Something feels off.James’s presence here doesn’t help. For all intents and purposes, he is supposed to be one of the strategists, yet, I don’t see him helping Alexander and there

Third POVEliza leans back in her chair, her manicured fingers tightening around the edges of the patient fact sheet. The nails dig into the paper, almost tearing it apart.The name at the top glares up at her. Katherine. Ivy’s mother.Irritation sparks inside of her as a wave of jealousy rushes through her.Her sister has done nothing but be a problem for her since she was born.And now, again and again, she has become a thorn in her side. Eliza thinks of all the things she had done so far to make sure Ivy would never rise as an actual match for Alexander. All the effort she had put in that never seemed to be enough.After all, that damned wedding dress—the same one dear dead Alyssa had chosen for herself—hadn’t ended up in Ivy’s fitting room by accident. Eliza had painstakingly arranged it so that her father brought Ivy that dress. She briefly imagines the flicker of horror on Ivy’s fac

Ivy’s POVThe gates close behind me with a hollow clang. Each step toward the palace feels heavier than the last. My bones ache. My lungs burn. I’m empty in ways I can’t put into words.She’s gone.The woman who raised me. Loved me. The only one who ever made me feel like I belonged in this world, even when I didn’t know where I fit in it. I stood by her deathbed. Watched the light fade from her eyes. I begged the universe to take anything else. It didn’t listen.And now I’m here. Back in this gilded cage of secrets and shadows. There’s nothing left in me but shattered pieces, stitched together by a single, desperate thought …Alexander.I need him.I want to feel his arms around me. I want to hear his voice telling me I’m not alone. Just for a moment. Just tonight.I step into the hall, breath hitching, eyes already searching.An

Ivy’s POVThe seatbelt bites into my chest with every curve of the road. Rain lashes the windshield, slicking the world into streaks of gray.I sit still in my seat, hands together, heart a hollow drum echoing inside my ribs.I’ve played my part well. The kidnapper thinks he’s the one in control. The one driving me to my death while I sit here completely oblivious.That’s his first mistake.He drives with one hand lazily on the wheel, the other toying with a dark, pulsing amulet resting on his thigh.I can guess what it does. One press, and the car locks itself, heading to the edge of the sea. A cliff. And the timer starts ticking.He probably thinks he will use it to blindside me.He doesn’t know I came here hoping to die.The plan is simple: keep playing weak, helpless. Wait for him to relax. Wait for him to lower the amulet. Then take it. Press the ston

Alexander’s POVI don’t remember getting out of Ivy’s place.One second, the mutinous voices of my enemies are booming out of Ivy’s recorder and the next, I’m walking down the marble steps of the palace.The terrible rain soaks me to the bone, and my vision blurs from the water or blood or … the weight pressing down on my skull.I don’t fucking care which.The gravel crunches beneath my boots, the sound swallowed by the thunder. My clothes cling to me, soaked through with salt, smoke, and pain.So much pain.I walk like a man returning from war, only there's no victory in my stride. Just wreckage. Just ruin.The guards outside don’t stop me. One look in my eyes and they step aside, silent. Smart men. I’m not a king right now — I’m something colder. Something broken and ancient and dangerous.I let her give up her life for me.For a worthless asshole like me.Fuck.I don't r