Alpha's Regret: Chasing My Rejected Luna

Felicity*‘Dad brought you to my pack from the orphanage. Do you think that she could be your sister? Elder or younger?’I never felt bad whenever Massimo mentioned ‘my pack’ instead of ours, but for some reason tonight, I couldn’t take his words in a positive way. Maybe I was not able to use my mind properly and was scared to lose him.‘I’m the only child of my parents. No need to compare me with your mate,’ I couldn’t help but snap at him, and I gave a small nod to Luna of the neighbouring pack with a smile.I felt his eyes on me, but I looked at him with a smile. ‘I just thought... but never mind, you're too blinded by jealousy to understand anything. But what I don’t understand is why. I never promised you... He stopped when he realised something.‘I hope you aren’t pregnant yet, are you?’‘What is going on in your mind, Imo?’ Instead of answering his question. I finally asked him directly. I wasn’t a fool who couldn’t see how his eyes weren’t leaving his mate until I snapped.‘F

Felicity*After the three-hour drive, I finally reached Massimo’s Grandpa’s cottage, where he was spending the last couple of years of his life in memory of Grandma.Others would learn about all this divorce and rejection sooner or later. I wanted him to learn about this from me because Massimo didn’t know how to talk with his Grandpa because they never got along, especially after Massimo chose me as his chosen mate.Grandpa wanted him to choose anyone but me."If you’re here to say Goodbye for the last time, then say it and leave." I heard his voice from the kitchen as I walked inside his small and beautiful cottage. I wasn’t eyeing his homely cottage, but I loved the place where it was built between a field of colorful flowers, along with the way it was maintained by the one and only Grandpa. "If you’re planning to ask for this cottage as alimony, then remember that this belongs to me, not Simo." Finally, he came out of the kitchen with a spatula in his hand."Don’t worry, Grandpa.

Felicity*On the way to his office, I thought to tell him the truth about fake Amelia. I really hoped that he would trust me. One way to make him believe what I was saying was true was by asking Dad to send my childhood picture. But those proofs were for others, not for the person who knew me for a decade. At the same time, I wondered why Massimo would have called me."Come in," Hearing these two words, I walked inside his cabin and saw him reading a file. I headed towards him and sat on the chair next to him. I didn’t miss him taking a deep breath as if he were inhaling my scent to find out about his pup."So, what’s the matter?" I asked, coming directly to the point. His eyes thinned, and he kept the file aside."How can you not be pregnant?""Did you receive the results of the tests already? I questioned him, ignoring his question."Yes!! And that’s why I’m asking, How is this possible? How can you not be pregnant? Did you take pills to avoid pregnancy?""No," I responded. I could

Massimo*I kept getting updates on Felicity from Isla throughout the day. I was positive that in the situation in which she was, she wouldn’t sign the divorce agreement and would need at least some time. Still, I added some stupid terms like she had to leave the packhouse after signing the agreement and no monetary help from my end until the divorce would be finalized to hold her back. After all, she was an orphan and had nowhere to go.Oh boy! She proved to me how wrong I was when I learned that she had not just signed the paper but also left the packhouse with nothing but a purse and her car that I had gifted her on her 20th birthday.I couldn’t just go from being an asshole to a jerk by asking her to return that car or anything that I bought for her.I would have been worried sick for her if there hadn't been a tracker installed in her car for safety reasons. I knew where she was heading, so I already informed Grandpa and requested that he not kick her out as usual, but he disconn

Felicity*I groaned and opened my eyes lazily. I smiled when I heard the beautiful voice of birds."Imo, wake up. You need to hear this beautiful sound," I chirped and looked at the other side of the bed to wake up Massimo, who wasn’t an early bird. I always had to kick him out of bed forcefully so that he could attend the training.My smile immediately fell when I saw the empty side of the bed. Not just that it wasn’t our bed or our room. I should correct ‘our’ to ‘his’ because I own nothing if he wasn’t mine.Tears pooled in my eyes when I realized where I was and why.I ran my hand on my stomach to check on my pup. ‘Venus, is our pup all right?’ I asked.‘Yeah. We might have lost him if I hadn't handled most of the pain.‘Him?’‘I have got a feeling that it’s a boy. In 95% of cases, the firstborn is always a boy who is born to lead the pack and become a leader.’ I didn’t comment on that part because, out of all my seven relatives, only one family was blessed with a female pup as t