All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: Chasing My Rejected Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

OLIVIA'S POV I sat at the breakfast table, my gaze flickering between my plate and the two genders before me. He was giving her the attention she needed, and the way he kept smiling at every word she spoke to him. It was even obvious that he had forgotten I was here – watching how romantic they were playing right before me. I felt a pang of jealousy and anger gnawing inside of me. I used to be the center of Raven's world, I used to think with him, I would be treated like a princess, but ever since Sophia entered our lives, everything had changed. I was no longer the princess in this scenario. The princess of Raven was someone else. Someone more beautiful and cuter than I am. A girl whom Raven loved and adored, and he was willing to do anything – whatever it took to make her happy. He was willing to bring the stars down, to kill anyone just for her sake. It pained me the most that all these had happened just in a blink of an eye, and even till now, I can't explain how it all happen

OLIVIA'S POV The moon hung low in the ink-black sky. My heart pounded in my chest as I raced through the dense underbrush, my breath ragged and hot in my throat. Tears blurred my vision, but I refused to slow down, the sting of Raven's rejection kept screaming in my head.It had hit me hard like a physical blow, shattering my world in an instant. I couldn't bear to stay, not with the shame and humiliation burning hot on my cheeks. I was left with no choice but to run, and I know this was something I would never regret. I sneezed while wiping away my tears, I'd heard and watched enough. And I've made my decision.I was never a weakling. Even if we had shared many memories over our four-year marriage, I never lacked the courage to leave him. Since he had betrayed me, I wouldn't want him either.Branches whipped at my skin as I ran, but I barely felt the pain. My mind was consumed by the need to escape, to put as much distance between myself, Raven, Sophia and the pack as possible. I co

OLIVIA'S POV "I must be dreaming," I thought as I awoke in a luxurious bed. The last thing I remembered was giving in to the Alpha's demands and agreeing to be his slave. But here I am, in a grand bedroom fit for a queen."You're not dreaming," a voice said from the doorway. It was the Alpha. I felt my pulse quicken. "You are now a servant in my household, and I expect you to carry out your duties to the best of your ability."I swallowed hard. Was I imagining all these, or was it truly reality staring at me?“Are you listening to me?” He asked, his gaze fixed on me. He sounded rather harsh.I stuttered. “I… I understand," I said, though my heart was racing. He turned and left the room, and I breathed a sigh of relief.I couldn't believe this was my life now, however, I knew I had to make the most of it. I stepped out of the bed, and I started by dressing the room and heading for the kitchen to prepare breakfast.I had no idea where the kitchen was, everything about this place feels

OLIVIA'S POV The morning came, and his words kept ringing in my head. "Meet me in my room first thing tomorrow morning, and don't be late. I want your face to be the first thing I see when I wake up.” I left my room to his. Knocking on the door, he said. “Come in.” Quietly, I opened the door, shutting it gently behind me. “Good morning, Your Majesty.” I greeted. They were still in bed, his arms wrapped around her waist, and they were just so close, leaving no gap between them. I moved my gaze from them, glaring around the room. It was a bit messy compared to Raven's room. I really don't know how they survive in a room like this. And to talk about the fact that the reason behind it's messy look is actually coming from her. I remember waking up right on that bed when I first agreed to Alpha Rick's deal to serve as his maid, how nice the room was looking, like there wasn't anyone living in the room. Now, it was looking a bit different than I thought. “What are you standing there f

OLIVIA'S POVI gathered Anna's clothes in the basket, taking them with me to wash at the laundry room. I recalled the words of the chef, all of a sudden I wanted clarification for those words.I left the clothes, heading for the kitchen. Before I made it to the door, a maid asked me. “Aren't you going to wash the clothes already? It seems you really want to enter the mistress's black book.”Was that a warning, or was it just her not minding her business?“I'm the one to be worried about that. Thanks by the way.” I left the laundry, heading for the kitchen.She was busy as she kept checking on the pancakes. “Wow! They smell nice.” I complimented.She turned to look at me, a smile crept on her face. “Oh, nice to meet you again. Never thought we'd see each other again.”“Well,” I shrugged. “Had to squeeze out my time to come here.” I looked at the fried pancakes in the basket. “Can I have one of those?” I asked, pointing at the basket.“Sure, why not?” She gave me one of the pancakes and