All Chapters of A Father's Regret: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

I called for help over and over, begging for a rescue vehicle. When one finally arrived, they took Lena to the hospital.Normal wounds mean nothing to werewolves. But wolfsbane poison? That’s deadly.None of the antidotes worked.The healer said, If she had arrived ten minutes earlier, she wouldn’t have died.My world started to fall apart. All sounds became distant and blurred. My inner wolf, once howling in rage, now whimpered in grief.“I’m sorry, Luna. We did everything we could. But she was rescued too late.”“No… No, my Lena is just sleeping. She told me it doesn’t hurt.”“I’m really sorry. Wolfsbane is fatal to werewolves. Lena was too young. Her body couldn’t take it.”"But she was wearing her Moonstone pendant! This crystal protects against wolfsbane!" I grabbed at Lena’s necklace, desperate to prove she couldn’t have been poisoned. But all I found was an empty metal casing.The crystal was gone.I collapsed on the floor, stretching my hand toward Lena’s—just inches from the

Lost in grief, I went to the church to arrange Lena's funeral. There, I ran into Steve Black, Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack.Ten years ago, Steve had also confessed his love for me.But I chose Carlson because we had grown up together.Even though Steve was the fated mate chosen for me by the Moon Goddess, my bond with Carlson was stronger.So I rejected Steve and marked Carlson instead, becoming his mate.At first, we were happy together. But at some point, things started to change—when Rachel’s mate passed away, and she frequently turned to Carlson for help. Slowly, everything shifted.Lately, Steve had occasionally asked about my well-being.He said he was still waiting for me.But I lied. I told him my mate treated me well, that I was happy.I said I had a beautiful daughter and that for her sake, I would never break the mate bond with Carlson.It was my little Lena who held my relationship with Carlson together.But now, Lena was gone.“Katherine? " Steve's voice pulled me back. "Ho

Carlson’s hands trembled, almost crushing Lena’s photo.“No… this can’t be…” He stumbled back, his wolf ears twitching uncontrollably.He turned to me, eyes wild. “Katherine, where did you hide Lena?”“I told you to be at the church at 9. Where were you?”“Oh, right. You were helping Rachel with Aileen’s discharge.”“You were so happy about it, smiling brighter than a Moonblossoms. While you were celebrating, we were saying goodbye to Lena.”Carlson's voice broke. “Katherine, you’re lying, aren’t you?”I stared at him coldly. “I would never joke about my daughter’s life.”He opened his mouth—but no words came out.I took a step closer. “Carlson, are you trying to remember the last time you saw Lena?”“Let me remind you. The last time she saw you, you were holding Aileen and walking away from her.”“While she lay dying in the wolfsbane grass.”With a loud thud, Carlson fell to his knees.“My Lena…”Suddenly he snarled. “Did you do this on purpose? Did you keep me from seeing her one las

The silver moon hung high in the sky, its cold light spreading across the cemetery like frost. Lena’s tombstone stood in the deepest part, a small stone slab engraved with the words: Lena Green – Brave Little Warrior.Carlson, Rachel, and Aileen knelt at the cemetery entrance. A long path of cobblestones stretched from the gate to Lena’s tombstone.They began to crawl forward on their knees.One step, one bow—all just to stop me from selling the house.Carlson’s forehead struck the cobblestones hard, and soon, blood trickled down the bridge of his nose, mixing with the dirt, staining his face. His hands dug into the ground, fingers already shifting into wolf claws, scraping against the stones with a grating sound.Rachel followed behind him, her expensive silk dress soaked in mud. She trembled as she bowed, letting out a soft whimper when her forehead touched the ground.Aileen was in the worst state. Her knees were already scraped raw, her pink shoes discarded to the side. Every crawl

For the past six months, living in the Bloodfang Pack and spending more time with Steve, I finally understood what true protection meant.Steve never deliberately tried to prove anything. He simply arranged a small room for me, where I placed all of Lena’s belongings. I chose to live there, keeping my little Lena company every night.Whenever I woke up from nightmares, he would knock softly on the door and silently hand me a cup of warm bay leaf tea. When I sat in a daze, staring at Lena’s toys, he would quietly sit beside me, letting me lean on his shoulder and cry.Back then, during my coming-of-age ceremony, the Moon Goddess had chosen him as my fated mate, but I stubbornly chose Carlson instead. Looking back now, the Moon Goddess was never wrong—I was simply blinded by false passion.When Steve proposed to me again, I told him that I still hadn’t let go of Lena.But Steve told me that he loved all of me—the complete me. I didn’t need to let go of Lena. I only needed to live well, s