Alpha's Regret the Luna is Secret Heiress (by Sylvia) novel Chapter 198

My wolf was satisfied with disrupting their cozy gathering and establishing my claim over Lily.

I caught up with Lily in the parking lot outside Silverleaf Café. She was walking quickly toward her car, clearly hoping to avoid confrontation.

“Running away from me now?” I called out, my voice carrying across the empty lot.

Before she could respond, I forced her into my arms against the side of her vehicle. My wolf purred with satisfaction at having her close again.

Lily struggled to push me away, her hands pressing against my chest. “Don’t do this outside! What if Olivia sees us later?”

Her voice carried genuine panic at the thought of discovery.

I sneered, tightening my grip possessively. “Are you afraid of Olivia seeing us or afraid of your favorite lawyer seeing us?”

My jealousy was raw and obvious, my wolf snarling at the memory of her animated conversation with Adrian. “Nonsense,” Lily retorted, though her voice lacked conviction. “The person I like is you.”

Her admission sent satisfaction coursing through my veins. Despite everything, she was still mine..

“You were my first love, Lily,” I confessed, my voice dropping to a husky whisper. “Despite all our complicated pack relationship dynamics.”

The words hung between us like a bridge across years of unspoken feelings.

I pinned her chin between my fingers, forcing her to meet my intense gaze. “Who do you love?”

My voice was commanding, demanding complete honesty from her submissive wolf.

“You,” she answered with the submission typical of our werewolf bond.

Her amber eyes held complete surrender, her beta wolf recognizing my dominance completely.

“Come to my place at Shadowmere Estate, hmm?” My fingers gently brushed her lips, the touch electric

between us.

The invitation was both request and command, my alpha nature asserting itself over her willing submission. Lily softly hummed in agreement, her resistance crumbling under my touch.

Chapter 125 Unexpected

At my private villa in the elite district, we indulged in passion. Our werewolf instincts overwhelmed our restraint as we gave in to the primal connection between us

The familiar dance of dominance and submission played out as it always did, my alpha wolf claiming what

belonged to me.

In the heat of our intimate moment, I needed final confirmation of her loyalty. “Do you like me or Adrian

Sinclair?”

My voice was breathless but demanding, my wolf requiring absolute certainty of her devotion.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify