Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 143

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Jealousy Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 143

Iris’s POV

“So the reason for the divorce was just finding out you weren’t related by blood? Decided the Stone pack wasn’t worth your loyalty anymore?”

Of course he would think that. Of course he would make this about pack politics and bloodlines. Even after everything, he still didn’t understand me at all.

“How unfortunate, I said softly, finally turning to face him. His silver–gray eyes were hard as steel, his jaw clenched tight. “That’s clearly not it, Alpha Grey. You think too highly of the Stone family.”

I took a step closer, meeting his gaze directly.

“I wasn’t your mate because of the Stone family to begin with,” I said clearly, each word deliberate. The rain had lightened to a misty drizzle, droplets clinging to my hair and coat. “Never was.”

Something flickered across his face–confusion, perhaps even hurt. Good. Let him feel something for once.

My fingers curled into fists at my sides, memories of all the cold nights, the dismissals, the silent meals flooding back. “You’ll never know how much I loved you once, I thought, the old pain flashing through me before I pushed it away.

*The reason I left you is much simpler, I continued, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions inside. “I just don’t like you anymore. After everything. I simply couldn’t stand being with you. That’s it. Understand now, Alpha Grey?”

The shock on his face was almost worth it. His eyes widened, lips parting slightly as if he couldn’t quite process my words. I’d finally managed to crack that

perfect mask of indifference.

Instead, I turned away, quickly bending to slide into my waiting car before he could recover.

“That’s our final chapter,” I whispered to myself as I signaled the driver to go.

The car pulled away from the cemetery, leaving Sebastien’s tall figure growing smaller in the side mirror.

The ride home was quiet, rain streaming down the windows as city streets blurred past. My hand drifted unconsciously to my stomach, resting on the barely- there bump beneath my coat.

“What am I going to do with you two?” I murmured, thinking about the tiny lives growing inside me. Rachel’s words from our conversation last week echoed

in my mind,

“You don’t have to decide right now, but you can’t put it off forever either, she’d said, her usual playfulness replaced with rate seriousness. Whatever you choose, I’m here.”

I’d been avoiding making this decision, letting days slide into weeks. At first, I’d been so certain I couldn’t bring children into the mess my life had become But now, with the Stone family confrontation behind me and my divorce moving forward….

The car turned into Blue Harbor, the familiar sight of my building coming into view. I thanked the driver and hurrted inside, grateful to be out of the ram My apartment felt quiet and peaceful after the emotional storm of the cemetery visit.

I pulled out my phone, seeing several missed calls from Rachel. Our conversation thread was still open, filled with her usual mix of supportive messages and wolf emojis. I smiled despite myself, scrolling through her texts from earlier in the week.

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3:23 pm

Chapter 143

“Whatever you decide about the pups, make sure it’s what YOU want, not what anyone else thinks you should do.”

I set the phone down and walked to the bathroom, standing sideways in front of the mirror. I unbuttoned my coat and blouse, examining my profile. The change was subtle–just the slightest curve where my stomach had been flat before. Most people wouldn’t notice yet. But I did.

My fingers traced the small bump, and something shifted inside me. These weren’t just complications or liabilities. They were mine. My children.

“I’ve gone soft, haven’t I?” I whispered to my reflection, a rueful smile playing on my lips. “All that tough talk about clean breaks and new beginnings, and

here I am, already attached to you two.

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