All Chapters of My Alpha’s Regret: Chasing My Pregnant Ex-Wife After Divorce: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

MELINDA The unease I felt had taken me away from my room and now to the kids rooms. There was nowhere else I could find peace from my thoughts or even run away from the recurring images or flashes that flooded my mind. It took sleep away from my eyes, food from my lips and my happiness. I'd started dreading the nights so much because all I did was toss and turn with no end. So I opted to come to their room and maybe find some peace. Thankfully, tonight wasn't like any of the other nights where I have to beg and beg for them to even come to bed. As soon as they saw me, they jumped into bed and I read them their bedtime stories, thinking that I'd also be tired by the time I'm done but that didn't work. Ethan tossed and turned in the bed while his sister lay quiet beside him, holding her favorite hippo close to her chest. I wish I could be like that, have that kind of peace within me with no worries and no care in the world. Instead, I was like Ethan, looking for the closest

CARL’S POVThe folder lay on my desk like a tombstone. Damon had left it there an hour ago, saying only that I needed to see what was inside. I'd expected a briefing on Melinda's current position in her new pack—maybe a security report, some organizational chart I could memorize before I approached her. Instead, I found years worth of records.The first document I pulled was a mission report from three years ago, detailing the evacuation of a northern village caught in an early blizzard. The Silverthorn seal was stamped in the corner, but below it, in elegant, flowing script, was the signature I hadn't seen in half a decade: Melinda. My breath caught as I scanned the pages. She had coordinated the entire operation, rerouting supply convoys and organizing shelter for over two hundred displaced wolves. The report praised her "innovative approach to emergency logistics" and "compassionate handling of traumatized pack members."I set it aside and reached for another document. This one was

Ashley’s POVI sat on the edge of our king-sized bed, my eyes fixed on the man across the room.Carl was already dressed in his charcoal-grey suit, the fabric perfectly tailored to his broad shoulders.He was buttoning his cuffs, his face hard, he had that tight expression he wore every single day.He was buried in his work everyday and didn't look at me or care for me.To Carl, I was like a piece of furniture and a great disturbance."I'm coming with you," I said. My voice was quiet, but I forced it to be firm.His hands paused on his wrist for a fraction of a second.Then, he finished fastening the cufflink and reached for his watch. "No, you aren't.""I am."He finally turned to look at me. His dark eyes were cold, completely devoid of any warmth.It was the same look that used to break my heart into a million pieces. Now, it just made a familiar, dull ache bloom in my chest."The Alpha Summit is not a vacation, Ashley," he said, his voice flat and professional."It is a high-level

Melinda’s POVThe stack of papers on my desk was four inches thick. Every page was covered in numbers, maps and growth plans for the pack.I turned to another page, my fingers tracing a line on the graph showing our winter food storage. It was good, but it was not enough to get us through the next three years if the eastern border closed. I had to take note of it and address everything later.Beside the papers sat a plate of eggs and a cup of coffee.The coffee had gone from steaming hot to a dull, dark brown puddle. I had not touched either.Tonight was the neutral lands summit, all the Alpha’s will be present to rewrite the laws of the borders and tighten security.If I did not fix the weak spots in our plans now, someone would see them and a weak spot was just an invitation for a fight.The door of my office swung open;"Mel, I was looking for you," Julian said as he walked in.He stopped right in front of the desk, his boots clicking against the floorboards. He looked down at the

Melinda’s POVI was ready for the Summit.I had only one goal today, and that was to address every concern we had and get a solution.The smaller packs were disappearing, and I was not going to let more innocent people die. I had the strategies and I was going to make sure to perfectly protect the people with my ideas.I had spent months working on integration plans, security grids, and supply lines. I knew exactly how to save them.There was one personal condition I had set for myself; I was going to stay at the farthest table from Carl."My Lady," Rowan said, opening the car door from the outside."You're such a flirt," I laughed as I stepped out of the luxury sedan onto the gravel.The stones crunched beneath my heels, and the crisp mountain air instantly caught the edges of my dark grey cloak.Rowan stood by the open car door, his broad shoulders filling the space.He looked incredibly handsome