All Chapters of Alpha's Regret: Mommy, Daddy, We Want to Be Together!: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

SOPHIA'S POVWhat the hell?The world around me blurred.One moment, I was standing in my kitchen, rolling out fresh pasta dough for dinner. The next– Nathan’s voice was in my head.“Watch. Please.”The words weren’t a plea. It wasn’t a demand. It was something worse. A tether.I didn’t even have a chance to resist before the connection swallowed me whole.And suddenly, I was there.I wasn’t in my kitchen anymore. I was standing in the heart of the pack’s gathering, surrounded by wolves I once called family, in a place I had once called my home. My breath caught as I saw them – the tension, the division. Theon at Nathan’s side, his face unreadable. Beta Lewis, his usual arrogance burning hot but still the man I had once considered a father. Wolves murmured, some nodding in agreement, others scowling.And then, him.Nathan.Standing tall, unshaken, but not untouched.“I have led this pack for years,” H said, his voice carrying across the gathering. “I have fought for you. I have bled

NATHAN'S POVThe scent of smoke hit me first.Not the kind from a fire pit or a distant hearth. This was different – thicker, off-putting, full of destruction. Wrong.✧✦✧✦✧✧A few hours earlier….Theon hadn’t moved since the crowd started to scatter. He stood beside me, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. Some wolves lingered, throwing glances our way, murmuring about everything that had just unfolded. Others stormed off, obviously displeased but not bold enough to challenge me directly.Beta Lewis was one of the last to leave, his eyes burning with contempt as he pulled his daughter, Victoria, along with him. She didn’t seem as bitter as her father – more calculating, as if she were already planning her next move. But I paid her no mind. I couldn't even spare her a glance as she tried to get my attention, her presence the last thing on my mind. I exhaled through my nose, rolling my shoulders, feeling the weight of the moment settle in. I had done it. I had named Theon as my Bet

NATHAN'S POV It all happened in a series of events. From the smell of smoke still clinging to my skin to the smell buried so deep in my senses that I doubted it would ever fade. From the first action that set it in motion to my final actions. When I had given the order to arrest them, they had fled, Victoria and her father. But I had simply let them leave, a cold, cold smile on my face. “Should we go after them, Alpha?” A guard had asked me. “No. Let them leave.” And it shocked everyone there into silence. I had entered the killer mode, and nothing could bring me out of it. Not when the ruins of my home stood before me – charred wood, broken stone, and the memories within where I once called my home reduced to nothing but ash. I stood in the burnt wreckage, my fingers tightening around the burnt remains of the box. The last thing I had of my parents. Destroyed. Theon and a few others were handling the aftermath, but their voices faded into the background. My wolf was restless,

SOPHIA’S POVI exhaled slowly, trying to steady myself. I kept my expression calm, steadying my breath as I knelt before Alex, running my fingers gently through his hair. His words still echoed in my mind.“I’ve been dreaming about him.”I wasn’t ready for this conversation. Not yet.“Dreaming, huh?” I forced a smile, keeping my voice light. “Does it scare you?”Alex hesitated, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “Not really.” He admitted. “It’s just… weird. It feels real, like he’s actually there.”I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. My chest tightened.I did this. By cutting Nathan out, I had tried to erase him from my life. From our lives. But now, it was finding a way back, slipping through the cracks, reaching the people I had sworn to protect.“You know how dreams work, sweetheart. Sometimes our minds play tricks on us.” I said, trying to make sense of it for both our sakes. “Maybe you saw him at the museum, and it just stuck with you.”Alex frowned, considering my

SOPHIA'S POVThe signs were getting worse.At first, it was just little things – things I could wave off as coincidences. But now, Alex was struggling. He was irritable, restless, and unable to sit still for long periods. His emotions ran hot, shifting from calm to frustration in an instant. And the worst part? He didn’t understand why.And neither did I. This wasn't typical. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. I thought I'd have more time.I had no idea how to help him. I had no one to talk to. Alexia came in. “Mom, have you seen my pink ribbon?”“Have you checked your backpack sweetie?” “You're right Mommy. Lemme go check now.” She said with a grin before running out. Alex walked in right behind her.“Hey, sweetie. How are we doing today?” I pulled him to me and rubbed his arms in concern.“Mom, I don’t feel right.”That’s what he had told me just this morning, eyes wide with confusion, voice so small it made my heart ache. I felt my heart break. And I had done the only thing I