Alpha’s Regret After His Pregnant Luna Left novel Chapter 198

(Audrey’s POV)

“I’m certain now, after our conversation has reached this point, that you have no other choice.” Alpha Stormhowl’s words hung in the air between us, heavy with implication.

I stared at Florian’s father, this powerful wolf who was used to having his commands obeyed without question. His golden eyes-so like his son’s yet lacking all warmth-bore into mine, waiting for my surrender.

But for once in my life, I wanted to be selfish. I was tired of being pushed around by Alphas who thought they knew what was best for me.

I stood up, squaring my shoulders. “Alpha Stormhowl, if you can’t do it, I don’t think I can either.”

His brow furrowed slightly. “Excuse me?”

“I won’t make decisions for Florian in the name of what’s good for him,” I clarified, my voice steadier than I expected. “He’s a grown wolf capable of choosing his own path. Whatever he decides, I’ll respect it.”

Alpha Stormhowl’s expression sharpened, his eyes narrowing to dangerous slits. “Right now, he’s blinded by love, acting impulsively, willing to give up everything for you.”

He stepped closer, his Alpha presence filling the room like a physical force. “But what about later? When he falls from the top of the pack hierarchy, how much of that initial passion will remain?”

Each word landed like a stone in my stomach.

“Have you thought about three moon cycles from now? Five cycles? Ten cycles?” he continued relentlessly.

I remained silent, which he took as invitation to press harder.

“When he watches his mother and sister pay the price for his mate choice, will he blame you for being the stumbling block in his path?” A cold laugh escaped him, utterly devoid of humor.

I had to admit, the older generation knew exactly how to hit where it hurt. Every carefully chosen word struck at my core insecurities.

Hadn’t I already lived through one mate relationship that crumbled under pack pressure? Arthur had once loved me too, before duty and pack politics twisted whatever feelings we’d shared.

“Whether you’re Luna Moonstone, just Audrey Winter, or actually Serena Shadowcrest,” Alpha Stormhowl said, buttoning his formal pack attire with deliberate slowness, “I hope you can think clearly.”

His golden eyes-so eerily similar to Florian’s-pinned me in place. “He waited for you all these years-should he sacrifice his entire pack for you? If so, you don’t deserve his feelings!”

I flinched despite myself.

“Or perhaps you don’t see how the Moonstone Pack is pressuring the Stormhowl Pack step by step.” His voice dropped lower, almost conversational. “Do you want to drag down not just Florian but our entire bloodline?”

The unspoken accusation hung between us: I was already tainted by Arthur Moonstone’s mark. Now I would bring that conflict directly into Florian’s pack.

“Two days,” he said abruptly. “You have two days to consider whether Florian Stormhowl should remain the powerful Alpha heir he was born to be or become an ordinary wolf stripped of the Stormhowl pack’s influence.”

With that parting shot, he walked out, leaving me alone with my tumultuous thoughts.

I sank onto the sofa, hands trembling slightly. The territory den that had felt so welcoming last night now seemed to close in around me.

My phone rang, startling me. Florian’s name flashed on the screen. I took a deep breath before answering.

“Hey,” I said, trying to sound normal.

“Audrey.” His voice was warm but tired. “I need to cancel our plans today. Some pack matters came up unexpectedly.”

My heart squeezed painfully. I suspected he was actually at the Wolf Medical Center with Elder Stormhowl, feeling guilty about what had happened to her.

“Is everything okay?” I asked, striving for casualness. “Can I help with anything?”

“Nothing’s wrong, just some unexpected pack business,” he assured me, but I could hear the strain beneath his light tone.

I moved to the window, gazing out at some unknown wolfsbane flowers blooming brilliantly in the small garden. My chest felt hollow.

“Really nothing happened?” I pressed gently.

“Are you cursing me? So eager for something bad to happen?” he teased, trying to lighten the mood.

I forced a soft laugh. “Of course not.”

“Stay home and work on your healing formulations,” he suggested. His voice softened slightly. “And in your spare time… think about our matter.”

“What matter?” I asked playfully, despite the heaviness in my heart.

“Don’t pretend you don’t know-” he began, but I heard another voice interrupt him—an elegant middle-aged she-wolf’s voice that must belong to his mother.

“Someone’s calling you to a pack meeting,” I said quickly, giving him an easy exit. “You should go.”

He hesitated. “Audrey-“

“We’ll talk later,” I promised, then ended the call before he could hear the tremor in my voice.

As soon as the call disconnected, my vision blurred with tears. The brilliant purple flowers outside became just a wavering smudge of color.

Night fell slowly. I wandered through the territory den, my gaze lingering on the kitchen. Just last night, Florian had bustled about clumsily there, pretending to cook for me. Now he seemed so far away.

Alpha Stormhowl’s words weren’t meant to threaten me–they were a warning. And deep down, I feared he was right.

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