All Chapters of Alpha’s Scumbag: Sorry My Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Georgia’s POVMy body is now buried under the cool pool as I felt the coldness sip into me, relaxing my nerves.Shortly, I felt someone’s presence.I sat up as I glanced up. My breath hitched when I saw her, Lucy. She stepped closer, her eyes uncertain, hands clasped in front of her.“Georgia,” she called softly.I didn’t respond right away. Instead, I watched her carefully, unsure of her intentions. We’d never been close, and her cold stares and sharp words over the years had left their marks.“I’m sorry,” she said, her voice breaking the silence.“For… everything. For treating you the way I did. I know I wasn’t kind to you. I—” She paused, her eyes dropping to the ground. “I guess I was jealous or… I don’t know. But I shouldn’t have acted that way. I’m your sister. Your older sister. I should’ve protected you instead of pushing you away.”Her words hit harder than I expected. All my life, I’d wished for her love for that sense of sisterhood. Even now, a part of me wanted to believe

Georgia’s POVEver since my kiss with Kael, I had been avoiding him in every slightest way possible. I didn’t know what had come over me that night. Maybe it was the heat of the moment, or maybe it was something else entirely, something I wasn’t ready to face. Either way, I’d made sure our paths barely crossed since then.This morning, I woke up with a strange restlessness thrumming beneath my body and I needed a way to clear my head. Exercise always helped. After slipping out of bed, I rummaged through my closet until I found a pair of black high-waisted leggings that hugged my legs snugly and a fitted red sports bra that clung to my torso, leaving my toned stomach exposed. Pulling my hair into a high ponytail, I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. The outfit flattered my curves, outlining every dip and slope of my body. I looked good and better than I had in a while.Then I grabbed my phone, tucked my earbuds in, and headed outside the building to the estate as I started jogging

Georgia’s POVA new day had just started when Margaret approached me in my room. She carried an outfit in her hands, an extravagant gown made with diamonds and the reflection of sun from the window made it shine like twinkles of light, something only fit for a queen.“Alpha Kael sent me to dress you,” she said, setting the dress down on my bed.“He said there’s an upcoming wedding in a few hours,” she replied.She helped me get dressed, the corset was pulled tight, almost suffocating, and the long, flowing train felt like shackles dragging behind me as Margaret pinned my hair up and applied face makeup on me.Shortly, the door swung open, and one of the pack elders stepped inside. He barely spared me a glance before stating, “It’s time, the priest is waiting.”He spoke as if I was the bride, as if this was already decided. I barely had a moment to gather my thoughts before I was ushered forward and I was walking down the aisle before I could even process what was happening.Walking do

Kael’s POVI unlocked the door and stepped inside, my eyes instantly fell to her. She laid on the bed, her hair was a mess against the sheets. A book rested in her hand, its middle page covering half of her face as though she had drifted off to sleep while reading. The sight of it was mesmerizing. I stepped in, moving closer. Now standing right before her, I gazed down at her, unable to tear my eyes away. There was something about watching her sleep that made me feel weak. People spoke of fated mates as if they were the greatest gift the Moon Goddess could give. A love so deep, so consuming, that it made warriors kneel and kings forsake their thrones. But all I had ever known was duty, war, and survival. Love was strange to me. And yet, looking at her now, I felt an overwhelming urge to protect her, to keep her safe from the cruel world outside this room. I wanted to give her everything, even though I had no idea how.Just then, she stirred, her brows scrunching slightly as a smal

Georgia’s POVKael had finally granted my wish.It was all I had wanted, a chance to speak to Damien for forgiveness, to bring closure to this chapter of my life.The moment my feet touched the central grounds of the pack house, I felt stares, whispers from those that watched, perhaps surprised to see me here.I kept my head high, ignoring the hushed voices, but they didn’t bother hiding their judgements.“She has the audacity to show her face here?” a woman murmured, not bothering to lower her voice.“After running off to the Lycan King, she dares return to her former mate?” Another sneered.“Shameless,” spat an elder, his tone filled with disgust.I clenched my fists but didn’t stop. Their words stung, but I refused to let them see my pain as I approached the door. Without hesitation, I pushed it open.Inside, my gaze was immediately met by two pairs of eyes, Damien’s, filled with fury, and Lucy’s, gleaming with something far too smug. They both looked surprised to see me.I hesitate