Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158

“Great, I sighed, noting the long line of people waiting to get in. I parked my car and texted Ethan: “I’ve arrived, but it’s pretty crowded. Might take me a while to get in.”

Standing in line, I observed the excited chatter around me. Families with children, couples, elderly werewolves–all seemed eager to witness the hunt. I caught snippets of conversation about contestants and betting odds.

“Ethan Lowell is the one to watch this year,” a man in front of me said to his companion. “His technique is unmatched. Did you see how he took down that buck last season? Clean and respectful.

“The Lowell family always produces excellent hunters, his friend agreed. “It’s in their blood.”

I felt a small surge of pride hearing Ethan praised, though I wasn’t sure why. We were barely acquainted, yet I found myself hoping he would do well.

My phone buzzed with a message from Ethan: “Stay where you are. I’ll come get you.”

A few minutes later, I heard someone calling my name. Looking up, I spotted Ethan waving at me from just inside the entrance gate.

“Over here!” he called.

I made my way through the crowd, apologizing as I squeezed past people.

“There’s a huge turnout,” I commented as I reached him.

“It’s always like this,” he replied, his voice low as he guided me through a side entrance. “The hunt competition is a major event in our community.” ”

As we walked into the grounds, I noticed several men turning to look at us. Their eyes lingered on me a moment too long before shifting to Ethan. One of

them stepped forward, his posture casual but his eyes sharp with curiosity.

“Alpha Lowell,” he said, his tone teasing but respectful. “What’s this? Bringing a beautiful woman to watch the competition?” He leaned in slightly, inhaling.

“Her scent is… unique. Is she new to the area?”

I stiffened slightly at being discussed as if I weren’t present, but kept my expression neutral.

Ethan’s smile seemed strained. “This is my friend, Iris. She’s here to watch the competition.”

I nodded politely to the men, who continued to study me with undisguised interest before eventually moving on.

“Sorry about that,” Ethan murmured as we continued walking. “Werewolf curiosity can be a bit… intense.”

I remembered the gift in my purse and stopped walking. “Oh, I nearly forgot. I have something for you. I reached into my bag and pulled out the small box. Just a token of good luck for today’s competition.”

Ethan looked surprised. ‘What’s this for?‘

I teased with a smile. It’s just a small way to wish you success today.

Ethan hesitated before taking the box and carefully unwrapping it. His eyes widened slightly as he lifted the silver tie clip from its velvet nest.

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Chapter 158

“Thank you,‘ he said, his voice warm with genuine appreciation. The color is perfect.”

I watched as he immediately tried it on, attaching it to the tie he was wearing. He’d positioned it slightly crooked, but seemed completely unaware as he looked at me expectantly.

‘How does it look?” he asked.

I nodded, fighting back a smile at the lopsided placement. “Just as you said–it suits you perfectly.” I paused, noting his complete obliviousness to the misalignment. “Though it’s a bit crooked. Here, let me…”

I stepped closer, reaching up to straighten the tie clip. I was acutely aware of our proximity as I adjusted the silver piece, catching a hint of his scent–clean pine and something uniquely Ethan.

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