Alpha's Regret: Chasing My Forsaken Luna

Ravens' POV“It is time, Young Luna.” I glanced up to find my slave maid Aella standing there. Taking a shaky breath I nodded."Thanks. Um.. I'll be there shortly."She nodded. I waited until I heard her receding footsteps before dashing to the window, peeking out for any sign of the car. The black Mustang was right below my window.I put on a smile, then turned and walked towards the door. "All right, let us go!" I called out to Aella as I got outside, who smiled and started the car engine. I looked into the car, and my smile paused.My husband was nowhere to be found.I looked around; no sign of him. My husband, the man I love, he was not there.I felt a growl in my chest, my wolf was upset and restless; it felt like she was pacing back and forth.Obviously because Rune promised to bring me to the hospital but didn't show upHis mother, the current Luna, had promised that he would come to the hospital, and I believed her. I believed he would appear, and the thought of it kept m

Raven's POVI opened my eyes and stretched out my hand. Rune was not on the bed beside me.Where was he?His side of the bed was rumpled. Oh so he had left.Why should I care where he went? I sat up with a sigh. Glancing down, I saw that I was still very naked. My clothes lay in a pile on the ground.My thoughts drifted to Lila again. Maybe he took her with him to my parents' pack.Where else could they be?I jumped to my feet and wore some clothes. I was headed to the door when my eyes caught a picture on the dresser. A picture of myself and Lila with our parents. We were thirteen years old.I stared at the picture, at the smiles that brightened our faces then. Where had it all gone wrong?How did things get this bad?Was it wrong to take in an orphan as my sister? Tears fell from my eyes as I wondered.Why was I thinking about this?Lila used to be an orphan, pitied and given much attention. I cared for her a lot, and sometimes overlooked the things she did. Maybe that was why

RAVEN POVThat night, my wolf demanded that I calm down and rethink my decisions. I laid on the bed in the guest room, my heart filled with thoughts and questions.“Did you not force me to speak those words yesterday?" I asked, a sigh escaping my lips. "We both know I didn’t mean them."“I know,” my wolf replied calmly. “But I think you should take some time to think before making a decision. Rune is our mate, after all."What did I want exactly? Did I want a divorce or not? I asked myself this over and over. I stood up from the bed and looked at myself in the mirror, staring at the shadow of myself.Rune had reduced me to a mere figment of what I once was. But he had been my first love. My first everything!After much thought, I decided to speak with Luna, Rune’s mother. She might help me make up my mind and tell me what to do. She was the only woman who cared for me more than even my mother. And above all, I knew she would not convince me to make a decision that would harm me. No

RUNE’S POVRaven had left me. It was still difficult to make peace with. The first few days had been terrible. The pains that had left my body weak had been unbelievable.The pain of rejection hit differently…more strongly.I could not transform into my wolf form without intense pains and the feeling of loneliness gnawed at me all day and night. A few times, I'd come to the point of breaking down from the pain, but the moon goddess had been merciful and had seen me through the torment of rejection. Now I could only wonder what I must have done wrong to get Raven out of my life. I didn't want her gone. I didn't want to only have memories of her and not her presence. But she was gone. I stopped pacing and relaxed on the bed. My thoughts were drifting already. Did she really mean it when she had said the babies were lost? I thought about it, automatically sitting up on the bed. What was going on? I was on my feet and pacing the space, thoughts of the fact that I may have lost two babi

RAVEN POV It was only a week since I left The Illeth Pack. As usual, Mother and Father put up the usual attitude and I did the same, not caring about them, but that of my future. How could they understand me when they focused mainly on the woman who isn't their daughter, talking more about being a relative? It was another morning. I concentrated on the screen of my laptop. It had been a month since I applied for a job in these companies, and there was nothing to show for it. Was I supposed to be here for the rest of my life? I wondered with a sigh that ran out of my mouth, picking up my phone and checking through my bank app. The money in it was still much, and I would rent an apartment when I was ready to move out. With a smile on my face, I got on my feet and grabbed a towel from the wardrobe before heading to the bathroom for my bath this morning. While at it, I could hear the sound of my phone beeping. The impact of everything was beginning to tell me too much. With the babi