The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 142

Chapter 77: A Cold Night–2

Now, seeing her stand protectively beside Connor, her wolf clearly aligned with his, I realized what I had lost. A single tear slipped from my eye as I nearly broke down, the pain of losing my true mate overwhelming me

“Livvy,” I whispered, my voice cracking with emotion.

“Don’t call me that,” she snapped, her amber eyes flashing. “You lost that right when you chose Cassandra

over me.”

Her words cut deeper than any physical wound. My wolf howled in anguish, recognizing too late what it had

thrown away.

“I made a mistake,” I said, taking a step toward her. “I see that now. Please, Livvy, give me another chance.”

Olivia’s expression hardened, her wolf rising protectively as she moved closer to Connor. “Stop harassing me, Ethan. It’s over between us. It has been for months.”

“No,” I protested, my voice hoarse with emotion. “It can’t be over. We belong together.”

“We never belonged together,” Olivia replied, her voice steady despite the anger flashing in her eyes. “You made that clear every time you looked at Cassandra, every time you compared me to her, every time you made me feel like I wasn’t enough.”

Each accusation was like a knife to my heart because I knew they were true. My wolf cowered beneath my skin, ashamed of how we had treated her

“Leave me alone, Ethan,” she growled, her amber eyes flashing with the intensity of her emotions.

I was heartbroken and desperate, my normally proud demeanor completely shattered. “No,” my barely audible. “Livvy, I was really wrong. Please, please come back… Please, Livvy…”

voice was

The Alpha heir in me was humbled to dust, my wolf submissively lowering its head in a desperate attempt to appease her. I had never begged anyone for anything in my life, but I was begging now.

Olivia sighed deeply, her expression softening slightly, but not with forgiveness–with pity. Her wolf, once so attuned to mine, now turned away completely, seeking the comforting presence of Connor instead. Just leave me alone” she said quietly, stepping back and attempting to close the door.

“Livvy, please,” I begged, ignoring the pain shooting through my trapped hand. “I’ll do anything. I’ll be better. I’ll be what you need.”

I stood outside in the hallway, tears streaming down my face, the night becoming a cruel nightmare for the once–proud Grey heir. My heart felt like it had a gaping hole torn through it, the emotional wound far more painful than any physical injury my wolf could heal.

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