"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 don't know what you're trying to mean-"


　　"I implore you to relax, Dana," he interjected gently. "Return to your chamber. I've ensured that Blaire is being watched, and you don't have to be worried anymore." His tone was exceedingly tender. Though I yearned to respond, words eluded me.


　　"Fine," I replied icily, pivoting away from him, my silence echoing louder than words as I strode off into the distance.


　　"Ugh, Dana..." I groaned at the sound of Bathel's voice.


　　Is this another dream? I keep waking up only to find myself still haunted by thoughts of him.


　　"Hmm..." I eventually murmured in response.


　　The sensation of his touch lingers on my skin, prompting me to instinctively push it away. I slowly open my eyes and I come to the realization that it's morning, and this is no dream. Bathel stands before me.


CHAPTER 105 Are You Crazy!?