Belated Moonlight: He Regretted Only After I Left Novels & Stories

Eloise’s POV I couldn’t shake the unease that settled in my chest after Caleb left. His words had lingered, taunting me with the idea of an easy solution, of a chance to heal my mother once and for all. But nothing in this world was ever that simple. Nothing worth having came without a cost. Kaden and I had barely exchanged words after Caleb’s visit, the silence between us thick and uncomfortable. He’d been distant, his brooding gaze locked on the horizon, his jaw tight like he was still fighting some inner battle I didn’t understand.

I asked, sarcasm sharp in my tone. “Yes... be with me,” he said, eyes glistening, raw. “It hurts physically, it hurts seeing you with someone else. I can’t bear it. I can’t swallow it...it’s like you’re feeding me poison, and it's burning my heart.” His shoulders slumped as he took a shaky breath. “I regret every single bit of pain I caused you. I never meant to. I’ve never been loved the way you love me.” I scoffed, he is letting out an apology that came far too late. Then I remembered the conversation we had the last time, this idiot talked about abortion.

I stood on the steps of the emergency wing with the phone still against my ear. The pain hit first. Then the rage. Then everything at once, and the tears were already coming with no way to stop them. I pressed my lips together and tried to swallow the sound. Couldn't. I thought about him kneeling in the hospital corridor, putting slippers on my feet. I thought about him on his knees in front of me, crying, begging me to wait two more years. Every one of those moments meant nothing now. When I finally ran out of tears, all that was left was a kind of cold clarity, like ice water poured over everything I'd ever believed.

That was when he did the unthinkable adding, formally, “I, Liam Marchant of the Wide River pack reject you, Jessica Haines … ” “You can’t!” she cried, crumpling in a heap at his feet. “Name your pack,” he snarled, even though the snapping of the mate bond hurt like hell. “Red Moon,” she gasped. That probably explained the gown. He completed the ritual wording, before saying, softly, “I’m sorry. There’s someone else in my life.” Then he sought out Theo and told him moodily that they were leaving early. His one regret was that he didn’t get chance to say goodbye to Ida or even exchange cellphone numbers.

“But remember this. We have a power greater than anything this kingdom has ever seen. When the time comes, everyone who has ever looked down on us will bow at our feet.” ******* Sunlight streamed through the glass windows and gently touched my eyelids. I slowly opened my eyes and realized I was lying on the carpet beside the bed. I had spent the entire night talking to Petraya until I became too tired to stay awake and eventually fell into a deep, dreamless sleep. I slowly sat up and rested my back against the bed frame. A quiet feeling of peace filled my heart as I remembered everything that had happened the night before. Hearing my wolf’s voice for the first time on my wedding night was al

My six-year-old son fed me the cake that triggered my allergy and killed his unborn sister. He was smiling when he confessed, as if he had done something wonderful. “Aunt Vivienne said the baby would go back to the Moon Goddess. Then you and Daddy could break your mate bond, and she could stay with us instead. That way, Aunt Vivienne would have more time to play with me!” My heart clenched. I couldn't hold back anymore. “But Mommy and your sister can play with you, too. Can't we?” “Yeah, but…” He hesitated, searching for the right words. “But it's boring when I'm with you, Mommy. Daddy and I have more fun with Aunt Vivienne.” The words hit me like a blow. For a long moment, I couldn't say a

He is remarkably handsome; bathed in the moonlight, his rough edges are more apparent, and yet, he seems somehow younger, more a boy than a man. I do not know if it is the moonlight but gone is his ‘devil may care’ look and instead, a look of melancholy takes over his face. He flashes me a sad smile, “Because I know you, Laurel Moon. Because we are one and the same.” “I do not understand.” Caleb chuckles a little. “I do not expect you to. Anyways, you’re right. It is late. I’d best be going and let you get some rest. So I’ll see you tomorrow?”

When I was five, my elder sister, Mabel, lost the use of both legs saving me in a car accident. From that day on, there was one thing my parents said to me more than anything else. “You ruined Mabel’s life.” When I got into a top university, Mabel locked herself in her room and cried all night. My mother, eyes red from crying, tore my acceptance letter to pieces. “Wait until Mabel can walk again. Then you can go to college.” So I spent sixteen hours a day delivering food, saving every penny for Mabel’s rehabilitation. When my stomach pain became so bad I could barely stand, my parents accused me of being jealous of Mabel’s nutritional supplements and faking it for attention. I secret

The pain had dulled, but it had left a deep emptiness behind. He looked up at the same moon Madeline was watching and whispered, “If fate ever brings us together again, I will not let go this time.” Then he turned away and disappeared into the forest, leaving the moonlight behind him.

And now I rejected mine, would the moon goddess ever forgive me? “Raymond, I swear, I didn’t think it through.” I had to confess. His eyes narrowed at me. “You mean, you regret your rejection?” he asked. But I knew I couldn’t take it back. She had accepted it and the moon had risen already. It was the night of that day. “Yes, I think I regret it but it has already been said. I am sure she would be given a better man than I am.” Raymond took a step towards me. “Chris,” he called, “If you regret it and didn’t think through, why ever did you open your mouth to say it?”