Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Alpha's Regret: the 99th Time Was Forever : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 6

Eleanor THE dining room was silent, save for the ticking of the grandfather clock. I didn't cry. I just picked up the plates of cold steak and dumped them into the trash. The sound of the bin lid closing felt like a period at the end of a very long, painful sentence. My name is Eleanor. It means shining light, but tonight, standing in the dim kitchen of our penthouse, I felt like a shadow. I gripped the edge of the marble counter. My chest ached, a literal, physical throbbing. That was the problem with being a werewolf. The mate bond wasn't just a feeling; it was a silver thread tied around my heart. When Owen was happy, I felt a warm glow. When he was angry, I felt a sharp heat. And when he betrayed me? It felt like someone was pulling that thread through a bed of nails. A heavy footsteps sounded behind me. I didn't have to turn around to know it was him. His scent, woodsmoke and citrus hit me first. "You’re going to break the counter if you

Eleanor THE Grand Hall was filled with the scent of expensive cologne and roasted meats. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a bright glow over the hundreds of pack members dressed in their finest clothes. Tonight was the annual Silver Crescent Gala. As the Luna, I had to be there. I had to smile. I had to pretend my world wasn't crumbling. I wore a floor-length gold dress that shimmered like liquid sun. I looked like a queen, but I felt like a ghost. "Stay close and keep a smile on your face," Owen whispered sharply as we stood at the top of the stairs. He looked breathtaking in a black tuxedo, but his eyes kept scanning the crowd. "I’m doing my job, Owen," I replied quietly. "Are you doing yours?" "Don't start," he snapped. We descended the stairs together. For the first hour, we played the part. We shook hands with elders and talked about pack borders. But I noticed that every time we stopped, Susana was there. She was wearing a deep red dress that p

Eleanor's POVThe long drive back to the Newton estate was long but I knew I had to because right now my family is my only salvation. I can vividly remember my father's last words to me that day. “Choose your part and you will face the consequences that come.”I kept my hands tight on the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white. Each mile put more distance between me and the suffocating walls of the Belmont pack house.“Father, I'm sorry but I am coming back.” I could feel the warm droplet that trickle down my cheek, but it all doesn't matter as I have finally reached. I pulled into the grand, gated driveway of my childhood home. It stood tall, solid, and welcoming, everything I had been denied for three long years. I took a deep, shaky breath, stepped out of the car, and walked toward the doors."Eleanor?"The voice belonged to my mother. She stood in the entryway, her face pale. Beside her, my father looked up from his newspaper, his eyes widening as he stood abruptly."Mom. Dad