"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.

　　"It seems like I failed to meet your expectations," Ares remarked, his voice breaking the silence that enveloped us. I turned to face him, meeting his gaze with a mixture of apprehension and defiance, unwilling to let down my guard despite the faint stirrings of doubt that tugged at my resolve.


　　'He has no right to speak like that,' I thought, my resentment simmering just beneath the surface as Ares dared to broach the subject of our fractured relationship.


　　"Well, at least he tried to fight for our relationship. What about you? You probably kept stalking us," I retorted, my words laced with bitterness, the pain in my heart still raw and unhealed.


　　"I've been trying to talk to you, Dana," Ares countered softly, his voice tinged with a hint of pleading as he sought to bridge the chasm that had grown between us.


　　I refused to meet his gaze, unwilling to be swayed by his words alone.


CHAPTER 93 It's Nothing