Alpha's Regret: The Luna Is Secret Heiress Novels & Stories

“A man like Pierce Ashcroft could have anyone he wanted.” “Where is she even from?” another asked. “No one here knows her.” “That should tell you enough.” “She doesn’t deserve to be Luna.” “The Alpha should reject her and take Seraphine as his chosen mate.” The remarks grew harsher by the second, gaining confidence as more women joined in. They had been waiting for permission to be cruel, and Seraphine had given it to them with a single look. I stood very still, though every muscle in my body had tightened.

Dominus Serenity. I could still hear the incantation. The formal gathering, the whole clan assembled, Raina in the front with a coronation dress on because everyone — including her — already knew how this was going to end. It was supposed to be Raina that would be chosen as Luna. Everyone agreed on that because she was the Alpha's childhood sweetheart who was prepared for that event and nobody in that room had any reason to think otherwise. I was only there to serve drinks. 'The moon goddess has spoken. And so, she has decreed that Alpha Lucien's chosen Luna is… her.'

"No one's going to use you… or hunt you… or decide what you are before I do." That was the Alpha speaking. But underneath it — something else. Something softer. I sat back again, eyes still locked on her. "Just wake up…"

Age might have softened her appearance, but nobody in that room was foolish enough to forget who she used to be. “Your return raises many questions, Miss Chiara,” one of the elders finally spoke. He was a massive bald man with a thick beard and a voice like gravel. “What exactly is your intention in returning to the pack?” I expected that question. “You all know I am still legally married to Alpha Lorenzo,” I answered calmly, refusing to let my voice shake. “That alone makes me the rightful Luna of Nero Luna despite everything that happened between us.” “That means nothing,” a female council member interrupted sharply. Her faded blonde hair framed a face twisted with judgment. “You abandoned

"The lowly Alpha, who was the hidden Luna's partner, died tragically at the competition. His neck was tw—" "I don't need to know the details of his death." He lifted his eyes to look at me. "The hidden Luna is pregnant, Alpha." A line formed in between my brows upon hearing what he said. I must have heard him wrong. "Come again???" He didn't utter a word, but I already knew what it meant. He's serious. How come I did not hear about this important news? I swear in my grave. I'm sure that that baby is mine. Nikita and I have a child.

Dim. I remembered seeing that woman in the photographs, and I could still vividly recall her stunning beauty. It was like a ray of light in the darkness. Mora came up behind me and asked, "She was the Alpha's first Luna. What happened?" I continued looking at the images as I asked. "She was killed by a rival pack in the neighborhood, and ever since then, the Alpha has become reckless," Mora said with a tinge of sadness in her voice. I felt sympathy after hearing Mora's words. Perhaps losing his first love was the reason why Alpha Lux was so cruel. The thought weighed heavily on us, casting a shadow of doubt and fear.

"You know those children are a threat to everyone." I walked to the window, looking out at the dark peaks of the Ashenlands. "Because those children aren't just wolves, Nyxara. And neither are you." She frowned. "What are you talking about?" I turned back to her, my expression serious. "The birthmark under your ribs. The crescent moon. It’s not a mark of an omega. It’s the seal of the True Luna. The one the Alphas killed so they could rule alone." Nyxara gasped, her hand flying to her side. "That’s impossible. My parents were nobody."

“I can't believe everything we heard today.” “Luna Isabella might still be alive.” “And Silas is actually Alpha Lucas's son.” “What will happen to the throne?” “I don't know. But nothing will ever be the same again.” I remained where I stood, watching everyone slowly disappear. The hall that had been filled with celebration only hours ago was now almost empty. My wedding day had turned into something I never could have imagined. A dead Alpha's secrets had resurfaced. A disgraced Luna was awaiting trial. A supposedly dead heir had returned. And somewhere out there, a woman who had been forgotten by her own pack might still be alive.

A few seconds later, they all gathered before me, their eyes lowered in fear. “Where is Noira?!” My voice thundered through the room, filled with anger. “Alpha… Luna Noira… she hasn't returned since the day she left…” one of the female servants answered quietly, timidly raising her head.

The third time Jake—my fated mate and Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack—forced me to swear a blood oath and sever our mate bond to protect his pampered new Omega, I cut my palm without a word. His hand went still around his cigar. For a long moment, he looked down at me. Then a low, mocking laugh slipped from his throat. “When did my Luna get so obedient?” “Did you finally realize throwing tantrums won’t bring me back, so now you’re trying a new trick to get my attention?” I pulled my collar aside, exposing the faded mark on my neck—already dulled by medication—and kept my voice flat. “No. I’m just done fighting for you.” He didn’t know the Council had already approved my petition to leave the pa