"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.

　　I couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Mariel, a recognition of the complexities that lay beneath the surface of her betrayal. Yet, even right now, I remained steadfast in my belief that there was more to her story than met the eye.


　　"Due to your astuteness, you were able to evade her scheme successfully, yet consider the alternate scenario: had you not discerned her intentions, what dire consequences might have befallen you?" His hand gently met my cheek, radiating warmth that comforted me.


　　"I might have risked losing you and our unborn child," he murmured, his other hand tenderly resting on my abdomen, prompting a nod of agreement from me as my gaze softened toward him.


　　"I believe in my ability to safeguard both of us, including our baby," I reassured him, reciprocating the gesture by touching his cheek affectionately.


CHAPTER 66 Traitors