Alpha's Regret After I Became the Queen

I sat in the sterile hospital room, lifting my phone to call my father.

"I'll accept Grayson Blackwood's mating contract," I said simply.

Less than ten minutes later, my parents rushed into my hospital room.

"You should have agreed to mate with the Alpha King from the beginning," my father said, unable to hide his excitement. "I always knew Ethan Stone couldn't be trusted."

I stared at him silently.

Grayson Blackwood was the most powerful wolf in our entire werewolf world. Years ago, he had expressed his desire to make me his Queen, but my wolf had already recognized Ethan as my mate, so I rejected the Alpha King's pursuit.

Now that I was willing to choose Grayson Blackwood, my parents didn't hesitate to throw Ethan aside.

After all, this was the Alpha King we were talking about.

"But... you're pregnant," my mother said hesitantly. "This could complicate things."

"I've already had an abortion," My heart ached as I said this.

"That's perfect! I can arrange the contract signing with Alpha King today," my father said eagerly.

Watching my father's eagerness to practically gift-wrap and deliver me to the Alpha King, I gave him a cold stare without responding.

My mother pulled on his sleeve. "Emma's leg is injured. Let her rest for a couple of days first."

My father nodded reluctantly. "Alright, in a couple of days then. Emma, your mother is right—it's for your own good. The further along you get, the more complicated the things become."

I turned my head away and closed my eyes, no longer wanting to engage with him. When I first told him about my pregnancy, he had been delighted, encouraging me to use the baby to tie Ethan permanently to me, ensuring more resources from his pack for our family.

Now, the same baby had become an obstacle to my mating with the Alpha King.

Three days later, I was discharged from the hospital.

As I limped toward home, I encountered Ethan and Scarlett on the sidewalk. Scarlett was nestled intimately in Ethan's arms, the two of them looking like lovers in the throes of passion.

When Ethan spotted me, he instinctively started to approach, but Scarlett grabbed his arm, holding him back.

"Sister-in-law, where have you been these past few days? Brother has been worried sick," Scarlett said as she approached me, her eyes flashing with malice. "Brother says he's taking me to the Maldives to celebrate my graduation from the Healing Academy."

Maldives. That was the honeymoon destination Ethan and I had planned for after our mating ceremony.

He hadn't just canceled our ceremony—he was taking Scarlett to our honeymoon spot.

Scarlett watched me eagerly, clearly anticipating my breakdown, but I was beyond caring.

"Oh, well, have a pleasant trip," I replied calmly.

Ethan looked surprised by my reaction. He nervously stepped forward.

"Sweetheart, I'll be back in a week," he explained. "I've prepared an even grander mating ceremony for you, I promise. You'll be my most precious mate."

I stepped away from his outstretched hand, keeping my voice steady. "It's fine. You go ahead. I'll be waiting at home."

Relief washed over his face. I was still the understanding, generous woman he thought he knew.

"I'll bring you back a gift, little wolf," he said, his tone softening. "Be good and wait for me."

With that, he wrapped his arm around Scarlett and hurried away.

I turned back toward what had once been our home, tears silently streaming down my face.

This den where Ethan and I had lived together for five years suddenly felt foreign to me. I realized I couldn't find many things that belonged to me here anymore.

The walls were covered with large portraits of Scarlett, along with intimate photos of her and Ethan. The only picture of Ethan and me also featured Scarlett standing between us, pressed tightly against him. I looked like an intruder who had accidentally wandered into the frame.

I twisted my lips into a bitter smile. None of this mattered anymore.

Thirty minutes later, the Beta of Alpha King Grayson Blackwood arrived with a helicopter to collect me.

The news of my impending mating with the Alpha King spread throughout the entire werewolf world.

When Ethan learned of this, he immediately raced back from the airport to find me. But he was too late. From my seat in the ascending helicopter, I watched him running frantically on the ground below, leaping and howling, desperately trying to reach me.

It was futile. Everything between us, like the wind rushing past my ears, had already scattered and disappeared.