The Alpha's Regret, the Luna's Rise

I didn’t even realise that I had passed out until I woke to the empty space beside me. Dominic was already standing by the window, shirtless, running a hand through his hair.

His eyes found me still curled on the bed, still wearing the clothes I had pulled on after he finished before he looked away.

"Elara." His voice was quieter than usual. ”I was really angry about the test, so I handled you roughly."

My body still reeling from the shock, recoiled when he came close wordlessly and kept a transparent glass box on the bed.

I recognized it instantly, the red sapphire, passed down through generations of Lunas that I always desired, and yet when I accidentally touched it once, Dominic’s voice had called the butler coldly: ‘Send it for cleaning, its all dirty now.’

Now he kept it there without a word like a makeshift band-aid meant to mend my trampled heart.

He paused, then added, almost like an afterthought "Are you okay?"

The man who had forced himself on me, threatened my father's life, used my body like a vessel now asked if I was okay.

I swallowed the bile rising in my throat.

"I will be." I said softly. "If you help me with something."

I lowered my gaze, hiding the storm rising beneath it.

His brows furrowed slightly. “What is it?”

“A property transfer.” I replied without hesitation, already turning toward the drawer. “I want to invest for Leo and Alec’s future.”

I pulled out the document, my fingers steady despite the tremor running through my chest.

Dominic’s eyes softened instantly, a flicker of pity reflecting in them.Then something else….something almost smug.

“I know Elara.” he said, almost under his breath. “You’ve always put me and the children first.”

“Don't worry,” he added, almost gently. “I won't mistreat you.”

He barely spared the document a glance before taking it from my hands and signing without a question like he was being generous.

He patted my cheek. “Today, prepare a grand feast for your sister, make sure she is well settled.”

He walked out. The door clicked shut as I looked at the documents.

[PACK SEVERANCE BOND- Elara Quinn, no longer a member of Blood Moon Pack.]

I stood there, the divorce papers clutched in my hands until they turned ash white. Throwing the documents inside a suitcase, I collected all my belongings and prepared for departure.

He wanted to enjoy both pleasures: the purity of his childhood sweetheart and the utility of the mate he had broken, too bad I had enough.

His pack, his support or even his love, he could keep them all to himself!

With that I picked up the luna broach I once desired like a dream and weighed it in my palm, a miserable smile clouding my eyes as I communicated with the werewolf auction house.

[Sell this antique broach to the highest bidder in two days. Five years ago my wedding jewelry costed 2 million dollars, make sure you get rid of that thrash and convert it into hard cash today.]

Since my father’s life is so cheap to you Dominic, I will drain all your resources and transfer him back to the White Luna Pack.

Soon the day of Amelia's welcome party arrived.

The packhouse was drowning in the sickly sweet scent of white roses as the grand door swung open.

“You must along with her, Elara.” Dominic murmured under his breath, his hand settling on my shoulder in a light squeeze. “Don’t embarrass me.”

Wearing a high-slit white gown, Amelia looked like an angel descending from the heavens, unlike my plain self, who was almost invisible.

"Sister!" She held my hands, yet her eyes strayed toward Dominic, looking at him like she was wronged.

“I was so worried about you.” she said, her voice trembling slightly. “Do you… hate me, Elara?”

I stilled.

“We are sisters, but you never once came to see me in the hospital.” Her lashes lowered, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes. “I almost thought… you didn’t want me to wake up.”

A few nearby guests had already begun to turn, drawn in by her soft, breaking voice.

“I was just busy.” I replied coldy not wishing to even look at her eyes shining with hidden pleasure.

I was about to turn away when her loud voice made me freeze in my tracks.

“Elara no matter what happened to our pack… I never would have guessed that my own little sister would become the pack breeder."

The word landed like a slap, making me freeze..

"If Father knew" she continued, her voice trembling with manufactured sorrow, "he would be so sad."

“Shutup!!”

She flinched just enough to look convincing before a vicious gleam sparked in her eyes..

“I know” she rushed to say, shaking her head as if blaming herself. “You’re angry… you have every right to be. It’s all my fault.”

“After I fell into a coma, you had to become your brother-in-law’s breeder and even gave birth to mine and Dominic’s children.

I-I don’t blame you for sleeping with my fiancce Elara…Now that I am back, I will surely compensate you, whether its money or jewelry that you fought with me all those years ago, I will give them all to you.”

Amelia’s tears trickled, acting like a saint who was showing mercy.

The moment those words fell, the entire atmosphere turned to ice, gossip erupting like wildfire.

[I always thought Elara was the victim. Turns out she's just a greedy gold-digger who seduced her sister's husband!]

[To think she acted so noble all these years when really, she was just renting out her womb for cash and jewels.]

[A lowly woman like that doesn't deserve to be Luna. No wonder the Alpha is giving the crown back to the real one!]

My eyes shook violently as my vision swarmed red with rage when Dominic’s gaze bore into my skull.

Cold, sharp and heavy with warning.

‘Endure it. Don’t forget who’s been supporting your family.’

I almost sneered, looking at the pair of lovebirds in contempt. Setting my wine glass with a heavy thump, I looked Amelia dead in the eyes.

"If you're so sorry, sister, then perhaps you can find a good man for me to marry.

Since you're so generous with compensation don’t forget to add the grand villa and mansions my blood father transferred to you, an adopted daughter out of charity."

Amelia’s smile froze, the gentle fragile mask flickering dangerously.

“It seems Elara has drunk herself to madness.” Dominic’s dark eyes locked into mine as his hand clutched my arm tightly, making blue bruises bloom on my skin.

His voice dropped in rage. “Don’t act all innocent and wronged, its not like you didn’t went out of your way to seduce me to fuck you. Now that Amelia is extending her hand for forgiveness why can’t you accept it?!”

With that he pushed me away like a pest before walking towards Amelia, taking her into his hold like she was a treasure.

“Elara has no reason to be angry, if anything she must apologise to you properly. She took away your place beside me and tried to surpass you, its all her fault.

I will make sure, she spends rest of her life repenting her sins.”

My chest tightened as my lungs were squeezed painfully.

Despite knowing the years of neglect I had endured by his side….the miscarriages, the fertility serum, the way he had used my body as a vessel for Amelia's future children, Dominic spoke for me like I was a child throwing a tantrum.

My heart sank with an anguish so deep I thought I might drown in it.