All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: My Rejected Mate Is A Healer : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Kael stood outside the Moonstone pack’s war room, staring at the map on the table inside. Derek was leaning over it, running his finger along a line near the northern edge of Kevin’s land.“This spot right here,” Derek said, his voice calm but firm. “It’s his weak link. If Kevin’s hiding something or someone, this is where we’ll find it.”Kael nodded. “He has camps along that border, but they’re not easy to spot. He’s using rogues to keep them hidden, and trust me, they’re good at blending in.”Derek raised an eyebrow. “You sure about this? You’re asking to lead a team right into enemy territory.”Kael didn’t hesitate. “If we don’t act now, Kevin will only get stronger. I’ll lead the strike. I know his territory better than anyone.”Derek studied him for a long moment before nodding. “Fine. Take a small team. No more than six. This isn’t a war—yet. It’s a recon mission. Get in, confirm the camps, and get out.”Kael grinned faintly. “I didn’t know you cared so much.”Derek didn’t smile

The grand hall of the Alpha Council brimmed with an air of unease. Alpha Derek and Kael stood before the semicircle of Alphas, their expressions hardened. The council’s golden insignia glinted from the walls, an otherwise symbol of unity now overshadowed by the tension gripping the room.“Let’s begin,” Alpha Gideon, the senior member of the council, announced. His voice carried authority, though the faint quiver hinted at his own apprehension. “Alpha Derek, Kael, you’ve requested this session to present evidence against Alpha Kevin. Make it quick; we cannot afford to delay action if what you claim is true.”Derek nodded and gestured toward Kael. “Kael has firsthand knowledge and proof of Kevin’s betrayal. I’ll let him speak.”Kael stepped forward, bowing before the council, his sharp eyes scanning the room. He had expected skepticism, but the weight of their stares still pressed on him. “I’ll get straight to the point. As I earlier said during the last meeting, Kevin has been orchestr

The soft clink of glass against marble echoed in the dimly lit room. Valen sat on a leather stool in his personal mini-bar, a sleek, modern space tucked away in his manor. The polished counters gleamed under the soft glow of pendant lights, and the shelves were lined with an assortment of bottles.Valen reached for the frosted glass in front of him and took a slow sip of the chilled animal blood he had stored in the fridge. It wasn’t as satisfying as fresh blood, but it was enough to keep his urges in check. His thoughts wandered as he stared at the faint crimson color in the glass.Ella.She was everything he never expected. The mere thought of her brought a flicker of warmth to his otherwise cold demeanor. He clenched the glass tighter, thinking of the obstacles still in their way.His quiet moment was interrupted by the soft click of heels against the marble floor. Valen didn’t need to look up to know who it was. The familiar scent filled the air, a scent he’d always find suffocati

Morgana stormed into her lavish bedroom, slamming the door shut behind her. The ornate mirrors and polished furniture reflected her fuming expression as she paced the room, her heels clicking angrily against the floor. She couldn’t stop thinking about Valen and Ella. The thought of a werewolf stealing Valen away from her made her blood boil.She stopped and stared at herself in the mirror. She was beautiful, powerful, everything Valen could ever want. "How dare she?" Morgana spat, glaring at her reflection in the gilded mirror. "A mere werewolf waltzes in and claims what’s mine under the guise of some predestined mate bond? No. This can’t happen. I won’t allow it."She stopped and placed her hands on the dresser, leaning forward as if trying to convince her reflection of her resolve. Valen had humiliated her, dismissed her as if she were nothing. And it was all because of Ella. Her lips curled into a bitter smile.Morgana began pacing again, her mind racing as she ran her hands throug

Valen had been restless all day, pacing his office like a caged animal. Ella consumed his thoughts, her presence weaving through his mind in a way he couldn’t shake. The scent of her lingered everywhere, teasing him, taunting him, reminding him she was just within reach.But he couldn’t go to her. Not yet.He knew she wanted answers, and he wasn’t ready to give them. The truth was messy, dangerous, and he wasn’t sure how she’d react. Would she hate him? Look at him with disgust? The thought alone made his chest tighten.He slammed his fist onto the desk, the sound reverberating through the empty office. Staying away from her wasn’t just hard—it was agony. The temptation to claim her was a constant ache in his soul, growing stronger with every passing moment. But she deserved better than half-truths and secrets.His hand rubbed at his temples as he exhaled sharply. “Pull yourself together,” he muttered under his breath.And then it hit him—an unease that wasn’t his own. Panic. Distress