My Fated Mate's Biggest Regret

The next day, I woke up early, as usual, to prepare the daily necessities for Alpha Jason. I took care of everything, from the clothes he would wear to the breakfast he would eat, even now, as I was about to give birth. As his Luna, I loved doing these things for him. I never complained—not once. But sometimes, I couldn't help but feel sad and wonder what it would be like to be valued and appreciated by him again, like he used to.

“Alpha, take care,” I mind-linked him, not expecting a response.

While cleaning his dusty wardrobe, I accidentally found a framed picture of us from years ago. In the picture, we looked perfectly happy and in love, like nothing could ever break his affection for me, like I would never cry because of him. Despite the broken frame, I traced our faces in the photograph with my fingertips. A bitter smile escaped my lips as happy memories with him flooded my mind.

When I was eighteen, my late mother and I discovered that Jason Cameron was my fated mate. At that time, his father, Alpha Felix, was still the reigning Alpha, and Jason was in the midst of his intensive training. I never got the chance to know him personally, but according to every pack member, he was the epitome of dominance, intellect, and perfection.

With the whole pack aware that he hadn't yet met his mate, every mateless girl harbored the delusion that they might be his fated one.

Although there were rumors that Jason was secretly dating someone and deeply in love that time, nothing was confirmed.

Six months later, I finally met Jason up close at the pack’s yearly mating ball, following his intensive training. I still vividly recall how he held my hand, kissed the back of it, and spun me around in my huge emerald gown. Our eyes locked, our wolves celebrated with love, as we both said, “Mate.”

Since then, Jason has always found ways to spend time with me, no matter how exhausting his training was. We would always meet at the pack’s Cherry Blossom Park. He even promised that when we had a child in the future, we would still come here—as a happy family.

Despite a few jealous eyes, the whole pack was genuinely happy to see how well their future Alpha and Luna were getting along. Years passed, and everything between us was smooth sailing. Before long, we mated and got married. I became pregnant with our first child, and we took over the roles of the pack’s Alpha and Luna.

Back then, our love was celebrated, and Jason highly respected me as his Luna, his mate, and his wife. However, since learning about the curse affecting our unborn child during the fourth month of my pregnancy, he has changed. Now, in the final month of my pregnancy—the twentieth month—he has only worsened.

As I held the frame, I noticed blood dripping from my fingertips. The broken glass had cut me, jolting me back to the painful reality that Alpha Jason would never be the same loving man I once knew.

I took a deep breath and continued cleaning up his wardrobe. Afterward, I washed myself, dressed formally, and went outside. Despite being unable to attend the alliance meeting yesterday, as the pack’s Luna, it is still my duty to stay informed about the latest happenings around the pack’s vicinity.

I strolled around, greeting every pack member I encountered. Although I knew there was judgment in their eyes due to the abnormal changes in my physical appearance from the pregnancy, I still mustered the composure to flash a bright smile at them. But the next sight quickly wiped the smile from my lips, replacing it with confusion, sadness, and shock.

Near the pack’s town hall, under the huge acacia tree, I saw Alpha Jason hugging someone tightly, caressing the lady’s back, and gently stroking her golden locks.

That hair… I only knew one person with those long golden locks—hair almost identical to mine…

I pursed my lips as I cautiously approached them, doing my best to avoid drawing their attention. When I confirmed the identity of the girl Alpha Jason was hugging, an involuntary gasp escaped my lips, making them turn to look at me.

They saw me.

“Luna Alison, what are you doing here?” Alpha Jason asked, completely unbothered, as if I hadn't just witnessed his intimacy with someone else.

I couldn't utter a single word. In fact, I couldn't even hold back my tears. Resentment slowly engulfed me as I stared at the woman next to him.

She then looked me up and down, judging my physical appearance. "My dear sister, Alison. It's been such a long time since we last saw each other. I see you're the pack’s Luna now. But you look... older and worn out. Honestly, you resemble a rogue more than a Luna."

She smirked before continuing, "By the way, I've returned to this pack to reclaim what originally belongs to me." As she spoke, she seductively caressed Alpha Jason’ arm.

What does she mean? What is she taking back? Could it be that the rumors are true and she's Alpha Jason’ secret lover from years back?