
Alpha's Regrets Are Too Late
Chapter 3
On the day I was discharged, Alpha Caelan came early to the pack infirmary where I had been staying. The confines of the pack's medical facility made any thoughts of escape impossible.
Today, Caelan was more attentive than usual, insisting on helping me and taking me back to the pack house himself. The pack healers who passed by looked at us enviously, murmuring about how spoiled the Luna was by her Alpha.
If I were the person I used to be, I might have been moved to tears by my mate's actions. However, now, I was numb, even though Caelan remained as handsome as ever.
Our shared history was long and complicated, perhaps the reason why I had grown to like him in the first place. My past had been filled with misery, and I was among the she-wolves who had endured hell despite my youth. The Bloodmoon Pack had saved me from being auctioned as a slave when they annihilated the rogue wolves who had captured and sold children.
When I first arrived at the Bloodmoon Pack, I believed I was nothing special, until the day I presented as the Guardian of Moonlight Forest. The Moonlight Forest was unique, and every pack wanted it, causing wars across the continent. Yet, no one had managed to claim it.
When the Elders of Bloodmoon Pack discovered my identity, they swiftly arranged my marriage and mateship ceremony with Caelan. He had no choice but to marry me because I was the key to granting the pack rights to the Moonlight Forest.
As we reached the parking lot, I saw his car parked there. The pack territory was vast, and the pack house was located in its center, so we would use the car to get there. When I opened the car door to get in, I suddenly saw Liora sitting in the passenger seat. My hand froze.
'What the hell is she doing here?' I thought, my stomach knotting.
"Sitting in the back is the same," Caelan said, opening the door for me. Reluctantly, I got in without making a fuss.
Liora was happily eating ice cream in the passenger seat. "Elysia, Alpha Caelan picked me up earlier, and I happened to sit here. I'm too lazy to move. You don't mind, right?"
"It's fine. It's just a seat," I replied, but my eyes were fixed on Liora's ice cream.
The Alpha hated it when someone ate inside his car. He had never let me eat in here before, fearing the smell and the mess. Yet, Liora could easily break his rules.
"Why are you still like a child, eating messily everywhere?" Caelan chided gently, taking a tissue and wiping the ice cream off his childhood friend's mouth.
Liora stuck out her tongue playfully. "It was an accident."
The sight of them together like this was painful, but I decided to bear it; I'd be home soon enough.
When we entered the pack house, my eyebrows knitted together as I realized Liora was still with us. Seeing my expression, Caelan immediately explained, "She said she wanted to rest here. It doesn't matter, we have plenty of available rooms."
My hands balled into fists, but in the end, I just nodded and walked past them, heading directly to my room and falling into a restless sleep.
Half-asleep, I felt someone approach my bed. A gentle kiss was placed on my forehead, followed by a sigh, and then the person left. I didn't have to guess who it was.
The next day, I woke up to a fragrant smell. When I got up, I saw Alpha Caelan had made a full breakfast spread.
“Are you hungry? I didn't know what you wanted to eat today, so I made a bit of everything,” Caelan said, his voice soft and hopeful.
I sat down, too weary to refuse a free breakfast. As I ate silently, he watched me intently. “Come with me this weekend. Have dinner with my parents,” he said suddenly.
The Elders. I was startled by his words. Our relationship was just civil; they didn't particularly like or hate me. They only wanted to keep me because of my connection to the forest. But today, Caelan unusually wanted to take me to dine with them.
“No, it's not necessary,” I replied, trying to mask the confusion and apprehension in my voice.
We were about to end this mateship. Why the need to meet his parents, one of the pack Elders?