Alpha’s Regret: Begging For My Luna Back novel Chapter 162

Because of what me and my parents have been through I think leaving quietly would have been a better idea but over the last couple of days they’ve proved to be very good grandparents and my mom has been surprisingly pleasant ever since she started training me which is why I thought of having the common decency to just say goodbye in a good manner.

which is why I called them to talk in Astor’s office at home.

I spoke first, keeping my voice soft but steady.

“I got to know you a little these last few days, Mom,” I started, looking at her.

“You are not a bad woman. You are just a woman who had to make huge, impossibly hard choices. Choices that changed everything forever.”

She nodded quickly, tears starting to leak down her cheeks.

“But I need to be honest,” I continued, turning slightly to block out their reactions so I could finish my thought. “I still don’t understand how you could give me up and not feel anything. I probably never will understand it. And the truth is, I don’t even want to anymore.”

They both flinched.

“I realized something worse,” I admitted, the realization a cold stone in my stomach. “Even if you had chosen to raise me, my childhood probably wouldn’t have been much different.

Because Alpha Connor”-I used his formal title when I spoke to him about the past, a way to keep distance” would have always seen me as a reminder. A constant shadow reminding him that his maid had a relationship with someone else.”

Father opened his mouth, but I held up a hand. I wasn’t finished.

“I forgive you,” I told my mother. t”I forgive you for those choices But forgive you so that can be free, not so that you can feel better. I want you to have a chance now. Both of you.”

My mother started sobbing fully, her face buried in her hands. “Faith,” she choked out, the sound ripping through her. “You will regret giving us this chance. I know it.”

I shook my head slowly. “No, Mom. I won’t.”

I leaned forward then, setting down a new rule for myself, a shield I was creating right there in the tension of the room.

“Because this time,” I explained, meeting her

wet eyes, “I will love you without expectations. I wont expect your love back, and I won’t expect you to make up for the years we missed. If I don’t expect anything, then I can’t be hurt.”

Father finally spoke, his voice low and firm.

“You are a part of my Mate, biologically. But more importantly you’ve made an impact on my heart these last couple of years. You my daughter in every way that truly matters.”

The sudden, simple acceptance was almost overwhelming. I just nodded because I’m sure if I say anything more am I might even cry.

“Now, about the Crescent Pack,” I said, the mood shifting from personal grievance to duty.

“I’m going.”

My mother wiped her face quickly. “I know I don’t have a right to advise you, Faith. Truly, I don’t. But… you are wrong to give up your Mate.

I sighed, shaking my head. “So many things have happened, Mom, between Astor and me.

Things that need to be tied up one way or another. And the Crescent Pack… it’s my heritage. my brother gave that pack life. I can’t just give that up.”

I paused, emphasizing my next words. “I am going to need people I can trust absolutely, and people who truly trust me in return. I need friends, not just guards.”

Liam gave me a small, firm nod. “Luna, I am not just coming for the Alpha. I am coming for you and your future. Yes.”

Kimberly went next “I want to come with you,

Faith. I trust you, and I want to see you safe and settled.”

Relief flooded me. Now that I knew I wouldn’t be alone.

Liam and Kimberly stood up, saying they needed to start preparing for our journey.

As soon as they left, I turned fully and wrapped my arms tightly around Astor’s middle, leaning my head against his chest.

“I know you don’t like this,” I whispered into his shirt. “I know you don’t understand why I need to leave you, even for a while. But the fact that you trust me enough to work with me instead of fighting me… it means everything.”

He held me fiercely, his scent filling my lungs. I could feel the tension vibrating through his body.

“I do understand, Faith,” he murmured, stroking my hair roughly. “I understand you need to do this. You have a duty to face. I just hope, more than anything, that when the time comes, you will come back to me.”

I pulled back just enough to look into his anxious eyes. I reached up and placed a hand on his cheek, feeling the slight roughness of his skin.

“I promise,” I told him, meeting his gaze with all the certainty I had left. “I promise I will come back.”