"Wait, so she's his mate? What a tragic fate for the Alpha to be bound to an Omega." I caught snippets of hushed conversations drifting through the air.
With a defiant glare, Ares boldly declared, "You're all wrong."
I gaze at him, my eyes filled with longing, desperately yearning for his protective embrace.
"She's nothing more than an Omega, a feeble wolf, a fragile girl with no power, and she will never, ever be worthy of being my Luna," he declared with an icy tone. 
It's all coldness. I can sense a sharp pang of pain piercing through my heart.
"I, Ares Zander Hendrix, the fierce and commanding Alpha of the Moon Stone Pack, forcefully cast you aside, Dana Toussaint, as my mate," he declared with a cold and unyielding voice.

***
Dana Toussaint has harbored deep affection for her childhood sweetheart, Ares Xander Hendrix, the Alpha heir of the Moon Stone Pack. Ares once pledged to make her his Luna, but their connection faltered when he disappeared, leaving Dana with lingering hope amidst her pain.
After what felt like an eternity, Ares resurfaces to claim the Alpha position, but he's transformed. His indifference towards Dana wounds her deeply; he not only spurns her but replaces her with the woman responsible for her parents' demise.
Feeling betrayed, Dana's world shifts when she encounters Bathel Harris, the formidable Alpha of the Sun Flower Pack, who has long admired her. They fall in love, yet Dana's feelings for Ares remain unique.
As Ares returns, seeking Dana's forgiveness and promising change, she faces a pivotal choice: will she return to him or remain with the steadfast Bathel by her side?

The Alpha's Regret.

　　Tears welled up in my eyes, cascading down my cheeks in silent streams. Deep down, I knew that this wasn't necessarily a negative development, but the uncertainty of what lay ahead left me feeling overwhelmed and lost.


　　"Try to calm down, Dana. I know it's a lot to process, but you don't have to face it alone. Stop putting so much pressure on yourself right now," Xia urged gently, her words a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. Yielding to her advice, I allowed my body to sag against the wall, seeking solace in her reassurance.


　　"Okay..." I mumbled, attempting to steady my breathing with deep inhales and slow exhales.


　　After a few minutes of internal struggle, I gathered the courage to pick up the test kit, my eyes tightly shut. With trembling hands, I held it in my palm, knowing that the results were already visible.


CHAPTER 50 I'll Still Be Here With You