Alpha's Regret: Reclaiming His Gifted Luna

The light is too bright. It penetrates my closed eyelids, beaming into my retinas, searing the back of my skull."Aurora?"A man's voice. "Evander?" Why does his name stick in my throat? "Turn off the light.""Aurora, listen to me. This is Dr. Oliver. You're in the hospital. I need you to open your eyes if you can.""Hospital?" I open my eyes as the doctor asked, blinking under the harsh glare. As the world comes into focus, my memories return. Our anniversary. Evander. Nalani.The rejection.The doctor's low baritone fades into the background as I recall the shambles of my marriage. I'm about to become a former Luna, and not because I'm passing the crown down to my heirs like I always dreamed, but rather because my mate and Alpha no longer have any need of me. I've loved Evander since the moment we met. I always know my love for him is greater than his for me.But I am proved ridiculously wrong. I am nothing more than a tool, one that can be easily discarded when useless.How... how

Silence meets my declaration, and my announcement seems to echo off the walls. I'm pregnant with your child! – I can't believe I blurted it out the way I did.I take some fierce gratification from seeing the shock on Nalani's face, her smug smirk nowhere in evidence now. My joy is short-lived, however. At first, I read surprise in Evander's gaze, then – dare I think it? – happiness. But that flash of brightness in his eyes is gone before it can take root, quickly replaced by cold, hard regard."You are all dismissed," Evander says to the servants, his gaze never leaving mine.The household helps scurries to get as far away from what is about to happen as possible. The tension in the air is electric, like the eye of a storm, and I fear I'm the one who's about to be struck by lightning."Wait, you," Evander says, pointing to the tattletale. "Get me my Beta. Tell Ralfi I want him here now.""Yes, sir," the servant replies, bowing his way out the door.Evander waits until the hallway is e

The guards surround me, corralling me out of the guest room, down the corridor, then out of the house. I am led into the arena on the edge of the training grounds.Panic has me shaking, struggling to make even the tiniest sound. Nalani's poison is potent though and I remain mute as I'm guided onto the field. My stomach sinks even further when I catch sight of the wooden structure ahead of me – an elevated platform that reminds me all too much of gallows.I look up into the stands at the gathering crowd and find only cold indifference on the faces looking back at me. I have no allies in this pack, no friends, and everyone attending today makes that explicitly clear. There's no sympathy for a wolfless Luna. Only my dear, sweet maid, Sylvie sheds a tear for me.Once I'm on the platform, more guards join the first three, creating a tight circle around me. The crowd chitters, buzzing with excitement over my impending downfall, and all I can do is open and close my mouth, gaping like some k

"Let her go," Evander barks over my head at Prince Mykal."Not a chance," the Lycan sneers back, tightening his grip on my arm. "She's coming home with me. I felt the pain you inflicted upon her." He raises his noble chin, clearly looking down on someone he sees as a barbarian. "I will not allow you to hurt her anymore.""You dare!" Evander bellows, inexplicably enraged. He lets go of my arm, then throws his head back to snarl out a battle cry. He drops down on all fours, immediately shifting to his wolf. His nails dig into the wooden planks as he prepares himself to pounce.The prince shifts as well, and in his Lycan form he remains on two legs while his hands grow into razor-sharp claws. He shoves me aside, probably much harder than he intended, and I fall off the edge of the platform and onto the hard ground.I scramble to my feet, ready to climb back up the stairs, but the sight of the Lycans running onto the field freezes me in place. Petrified, all I can do is watch as they hurl

Rejected. Banished. Rogue.The words swim in my head, swirling around, threatening to drag me down. This is a nightmare. My worst nightmare.Everyone is staring at me. Am I supposed to do something? I'm not sure what they want. The prince says something, but his voice is too far away for me to hear.The next thing I know my world goes entirely dark.***My mate, the man I am destined to love, marry, and have a family with, lies motionless on the ground, on the verge of death. I only just met him today. We've barely said hello. I will not let him die.I give my surroundings a quick look, making sure there's no one else around. I can save him, but it's risky. Dangerous. I don't know how, and I don't know why, but there is a way I can bring people back from death itself.My mother warned me never to tell anyone about this. She made it clear – throughout my entire life – that revealing this talent would be disastrous not only for me, but for everyone who knew. She promised, over and over a