All Chapters of Alpha’s Scumbag: Sorry My Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ethan’s grip on my wrist was firm yet gentle as he pulled me into his room, shutting the door behind us. My mind was still reeling from everything that had happened earlier, but before I could gather my thoughts, the door suddenly banged open.Lucy stormed in, her face flushed with fury. “How dare you, Ethan?” she shrieked. “You humiliated me in front of everyone on my wedding day!”I stiffened, watching as her rage poured out. Her wedding dress was still pristine, but her expression was anything far from joyful.Ethan folded his arms, unbothered. “Oh, did I?” he said, voice dripping with sarcasm. “And here I thought I was just speaking the truth.”“You made a fool out of me!” she yelled. “You embarrassed me in front of…”“Oh, spare me the self-pity, Lucy,” Ethan cut her off sharply. “You haven’t changed, have you?”Her eyes darkened. “What’s that supposed to mean?”Ethan let out a bitter laugh. “It means you’re still the same selfish, cruel person you’ve always been.” His voice softe

Georgia’s POVReaching home, I felt like a loser.I had come back here, to this place, to him, with some foolish hope buried deep inside me that maybe Damien would care, that maybe, after everything, there was still something left between us. But I was wrong. So, so wrong. I thought my presence would at least bring back my marriage, now I’m regretting my actions. Damien, the man I had loved, the man I had once given my all to, didn’t regard me in the slightest. Not a glance of love, I was nothing to him now. What was the point of staying here anyway?Maybe love wasn’t for me. Maybe it never had been.I exhaled shakily, wiping at my damp cheeks. I had shed enough tears for Damien, for the life I thought I could have. No more.I pulled out a small suitcase from the closet, my hands trembling as I packed what little I had left. Each item I folded felt like a piece of myself being tucked away, pieces of a past I no longer wished to carry. My eyes landed on my wedding ring for some momen

Georgia’s POVDays turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Lucy was never going to stop tormenting me. Every chance she got, she reminded me of how miserable I was. At this stage of my pregnancy, I needed peace, something I would never find in that house.I was already in my ninth month, my body heavy with the weight of the life growing inside me.As for Kael, he hadn’t contacted me, nor had he come looking for me. It didn’t bother me anymore. My only concern now was giving my unborn child the best. And to accomplish that, I needed to leave.This environment wasn’t safe for me, and it certainly wasn’t safe for my child. My brothers understood. They had defended me countless times, but even they knew they wouldn’t always be around to shield me. They saw the pain in my eyes, the silent suffering I endured daily. They didn’t want me to go, but they knew I had to.So I left, with nothing but a small bag and the determination to start over. I didn’t have a destination in mind. I just nee

Kael’s POVFor months, my life had been consumed by one meeting after another. Every day brought new challenges, disputes, and responsibilities that demanded my attention. As the leader of my pack, it was my duty to ensure stability, fairness, and strength. There was little room for rest, and even less for personal matters.Ethan who was now my collaborator on the other hand had informed me months ago about his father’s passing. I remembered the call clearly, the grief he tried to mask. I had sent my condolences, acknowledging his loss, but I never visited. It wasn’t that I didn’t care. I had simply been too caught up in the endless demands of leadership. Georgia on the other hand, I had let her be and free. I didn’t try to contact her, I knew she wouldn’t forgive me and I also didn’t bother asking after her.Perhaps, if I were honest with myself, I also avoided it for another reason. Grief had a way, and I had no desire to be reminded of my own losses. Facing Georgia would mean ackno

Georgia’s POVThe steady hum of the heart monitor was the first thing I noticed when I woke up. My eyelids fluttered open, adjusting to the lighting of the hospital room. My body ached, but it was a dull, distant pain. The surgery had been successful. I was alive.The door creaked open, breaking me from my thoughts. A man stepped in. He was dressed in a sharp, tailored suit. I didn’t recognize him.He spoke to the doctors. “Is there any more balance to be paid for the surgery?”The doctor shook his head. “No, Mr. KD. Everything has been taken care of.”My breath hitched at the name. Mr. KD?It was then that realization struck. This wasn’t just some benefactor, he was supposed to be my new boss, the man I had been set to work under as his personal assistant. Then the doctor turned to me with a smile.“You should say thank you to Mr. KD. He covered all your medical bills.”I stared at the man in front of me.Swallowing the lump in my throat, I struggled to sit up, ignoring the stiffne