Forgotten Luna: The Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Aurora’s POV

“Aurora, what did you do to Amara? If anything happens to her, I swear I won’t forgive you!”

Already weak, my legs gave out, and I collapsed against the railing behind me. A nurse quickly rushed over to steady me.

“Alpha Xavier, Luna just gave birth! If you keep this up, you’re going to kill her!”

Xavier didn’t even seem to hear her. He stormed off, all his concern focused on Amara.

The nurse gave me a look full of pity.

But there was no emotion left on my pale face–as if ten years of love and hatred had been worn

down to nothing.

After the examination, the pack doctor told me to rest and recuperate.

And that’s when I finally found out why Xavier had flown into such a rage.

The baby was dead. Consumed by grief, Alpha Jareth decided to cast Amara out of the pack and forbid any other pack from accepting her, branding her a rogue.

Amara believed I was getting revenge on her and exaggerated the story when she ran to Xavier.

That’s what made him lash out at me.

But it didn’t stop there. Xavier also stripped me of my shareholder status in the Darkfire Group and

gave Amara my place.

To make her happy, he even bought twenty diamonds and had a custom ring made–named after

her.

He threw her a comfort banquet, where Amara proudly flaunted the diamond ring on her finger and

boasted non–stop to the pack members surrounding her.

“I was never the other woman. If a woman can’t keep her man’s heart, she deserves to be left

behind.”

“And unlike the current Luna–who only became Luna for the Darkfire Pack’s wealth–I truly love Xavier with all my heart.”

The pack members around her sneered at me and hurled all kinds of insults, demanding I step aside

for Amara.

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But all I felt… was irony.

After all these years, Xavier’s tricks for wooing a woman hadn’t changed one bit.

I remembered how he used to treat me the same way.

When he found out how poor my family was and that I had never celebrated a birthday, he gave me

twenty gifts for my twentieth birthday.

From children’s books for a one–year–old to a villa for a twenty–year–old, he said it was his way of

making up for the suffering I had endured over the past two decades.

I still remembered that night. Under the starlit sky, he held my hand and said-

“Aurora, I lost my parents at a young age. From now on, I’ll treat your mother as my own. We’ll

build the happiest family together, and lead the strongest pack.”

I melted under the sincerity in his eyes. Naively, I believed the Moon Goddess had made the right

choice.

But that illusion shattered quickly. Once the novelty wore off, Xavier’s heart began to stray, and our

mate bond weakened with each passing day.

During one date, just to deliver flowers to his lover, he pushed me into the sea.

I swam for miles alone, finally reaching the shore, drenched and barefoot. My feet were raw and bloody, and the scars on my legs never faded.

That should have been the moment I realized–this man was selfish and fickle, incapable of being

faithful to anyone.

The contract he made me sign was just an excuse to justify his infidelity.

Thinking of that, I looked at Amara and said calmly, “I wish you a long and happy life together. May

you have children soon.‘

Amara flew into a rage and knocked over the cake on the table.

And right behind her came Xavier, storming in to confront me with fury in his eyes.

But I had already left the banquet and didn’t answer his calls. Just like how he used to treat me–I calmly blocked him.

Then I suddenly remembered–today was the day of my mother’s cremation.

I explained the situation and requested an early discharge.

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Aty attending doctor was worried about me but couldn’t change my mind, so he volunteered to go with me.

When the staff handed me the urn with my mother’s ashes, I didn’t feel the overwhelming grief I bad imagined

Instead, it felt like the chains that had bound me for the past ten years had finally broken.

I let out a soft sigh, thanked the doctor, and returned alone to the pack house to pack my things.

The moment I walked into the living room, I saw Xavier and Amara sitting on the sofa.

Seeing me, Amara hastily zipped up her dress, but the marks all over her body betrayed just how intense their intimacy had been moments before.

I felt no sadness, no anger. As if I hadn’t seen anything, I walked past them expressionlessly and went into the bedroom.

By the time I came out, Amara had already left. Xavier sat alone, drinking.