Alpha's Regret After the Divorce by Christina novel Chapter 104

Kira’s POV

The silence hanging between us felt taut, stretched thin like a fragile rubber band on the verge of snapping. My gaze was locked onto Andy’s back, specifically the exact spot where a crescent-shaped birthmark had once been—a mark I remembered vividly from our childhood. I could still see the image of him in middle school, shy and exposed, lifting his shirt to show me that birthmark, his vulnerability shining through as he spoke about how other kids had teased him mercilessly, calling him “moon boy” in the locker room. That birthmark had made changing for gym class a small but constant torment for him.

But now, that familiar crescent was gone. Instead, his skin was smooth, marred only by a series of old scars that told a different, harsher story.

Finally, my voice broke the heavy quiet, barely more than a whisper. “Who are you?”

Andy’s shoulders stiffened visibly. Slowly, he pivoted to face me, his expression unreadable and guarded. “What do you mean?” he asked, his tone cautious.

I took a small step backward, creating some space between us, my heart pounding as I tried to steady myself. “You know exactly what I mean. That birthmark on your back—the one you’ve had since you were a kid—it’s gone.”

For a brief moment, confusion flickered across his face. Then, as if a switch flipped, recognition settled in his eyes, quickly followed by a deep, weary resignation. He let out a heavy sigh and ran a hand through his hair, the gesture betraying his inner turmoil.

“I was hoping you wouldn’t notice,” he admitted quietly.

“Notice?” My voice grew stronger despite my efforts to remain calm, disbelief and hurt rising in me. “Andy Watson had a crescent moon birthmark on his back. You showed it to me when we were thirteen. You told me the other kids called you ‘moon boy’ in the locker room.” My hands trembled with a mix of anger and confusion. “So I’m going to ask again—who the hell are you?”

He reached up and slowly pulled his shirt back down, hiding his back once more. “My name is Andy Watson. That part is true.”

“But?” I pressed, backing up until the cold wall pressed against my spine.

“But I’m also a member of the Triads.”

My veins felt like they had turned to ice. The Triads—the very group that had kidnapped me, the ones who had worked alongside Dr. Green, the people responsible for my wolf’s death. Panic surged through me as my eyes darted around the room, searching desperately for anything I could use as a weapon.

“You’re with them?” My voice cracked, disbelief and fear mingling. “All this time, you’ve been—”

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