THIS IS A REVISED VERSION OF The Alpha's Regret: The Luna Who Defied Rejection. SOME CHAPTERS HAVE BEEN CHANGED AND REVISED. BEWARE: Scenes of love, heartbreak, betrayal and tears. BLURB. I thought losing my mate to my cousin was the worst thing that could happen to me. I was wrong. On Sofia’s wedding day—to the man fated to be mine—my world shattered. Branded a liar, accused of poisoning his grandfather, and carrying a secret no one can know, I was thrown into a cell and rejected by the only man I ever loved. Then came him. Del Morino. The infamous Rogue Alpha. Dangerous. Merciless. Possessive. He bought me like property… and swore to protect me like treasure. I should hate him. I should run. But his grey eyes see too much, his touch makes my pulse race, and the tattoo on his wrist hides a truth that could ruin us both. Now I’m caught between the mate who abandoned me, the Alpha who owns me, and the deadly secret growing inside me. And if I make the wrong choice… it won’t just be my heart at stake. I'm supposed to be running from him but now I'm falling.

LILA I had moved to Blackridge because of Caleb. For Caleb. Not because of the snow. Not for the school that was the best in the state. Definitely not for the snobbish wealthy kids who appeared to have been lifted straight out of a ski resort catalog. Just Caleb. For him. That's what you do for love, right? After my mother remarried and moved me three states away, we were forced to live apart and had been together since middle school. We managed to make it work for two years through late-night phone calls, unexpected visits and constant texting. His love was my first. One and only love— those kinds of love found only in novels and movies— thus our happy ending was to transfer to Blackridge High in the middle of the semester. I ought to have known better. But I was in love and couldn't wait to see him and give him what I had been saving since I got into high school. My virginity. Our one-week anniversary of finally living in the same zip code again was set for Friday. That morning, I had taken his favorite hoodie from his gym locker to surprise him and I was wearing the strawberry-scented lip gloss he said he liked. The door of the changing room was ajar and I was rehearsing in my head how I would jump on him. Then, I heard laughter. I grinned at first. I assumed he was talking on the phone or making jokes with his friends. Then I heard her chuckle. Wait! Madison. The girl who had shown me such warmth and hospitality on my first day. Telling me that Caleb was fortunate to have me and we would make a lovely couple when we get to college. The person who smiled too broadly and gave me an overly tight hug, almost breaking my bones and gave me a tour around the school. There was a twist in my stomach. I pushed open the door. And saw him. Caleb. Undressed. Hands all over her. Madison's dumb, fake nails were dragging down his abs as if he was hers. At first ,they didn't see me. I stood there motionless, like a character in one of those awful teen dramas where the girl enters at the wrong moment But it was not a television show. It was freaking real. Madison let out a cry and pushed Caleb away as if she were the victim and batted her lashes . “Oh my god—Lila.” Caleb just blinked. He then had the gall to chuckle like this was some stupid rehearsal and the director had yelled. ”CUT!” “Baby, it wasn't really that serious. It was just a dare. An ordinary dare.” I was silent. A dare? I didn't hurl a heavy object at his deceitful lying face or scream or cry. I simply let his hoodie fall to the ground. “Congrats,” I said in an oddly composed tone. “You both win.” Then before they could see my tears I turned and left and I had no idea where I was heading. I continued to walk. Past the main building outside the gym, past the lot of teachers. The school's rear bleachers were covered in snow. I didn't care that the wind was stinging my cheeks and I was getting cold. I somehow found myself at the old hockey rink which was supposedly off-limits after dark. Even though the rink was closed, the lights were out and the metal gates were chained, I managed to get inside by finding a gap in the fence. The moonlight glinted on the ice. It was silent here, cold and void just like my heart that had been shattered like it was just egg shells. I sat with my knees pressed to my chest on the rinks edge and allowed the quiet to envelop me. “I thought you would be in tears by now.” I jumped. At the other end of the rink, a shadow emerged, towering, broad shoulders, a black hoodie pulled up over untidy hair. Sharp smirk, even sharper jawline. Ryder Black. Team captain for hockey. He was rumored to be an Alpha or something like that that no one dared discuss aloud. He looked dangerous and untouchable, radiating the bad boy vibes, having girls following him like butterflies because he was too handsomest for his own good and he knew it that's why he was rude and cold. I was surprised that he even spoke to me. “How long have you been looking at me?” I wiped my face. I hated being seen when I cry. He gave a shrug in response. “ I've seen you walk in here like the God of war after you broke his heart.” I snorted. “Pardon me?” “You dropped that guy’s heart in the hallway like it was garbage and I saw it.” I rolled my eyes. “He cheated —” “Enough of the explanation, I know. Don't bore me.” My eyes grew redder. “I don't even know you too well.” He stepped closer, his boots echoing on the floor and said. “ Don't need to. You should be grateful he broke your heart. That boyfriend of yours is a two headed snake.” he said and I swore I saw something flash in his eyes, like a tiny gold glint. “I love your scent.” He said. I gave him a weird look. “Why are you here at all?” He stopped. Something briefly flashed behind his eyes. Something crazy. “I could ask you the same.” he gave me a long look. “That scent.” He shook his head.

How do you survive when the only life you have known has been taken from you? At six years old I was branded a murderer,blamed for what I knew nothing of and a slave to my cruel Aunt and Uncle. For fifteen years , I endured their abuse and believe the lies they told me. Until the day I was auctioned to the highest bidder: the arrogant Alpha Lukan. I thought being sold would only bring more misery, but instead it brought me to the powerful and mysterious Alpha of the Nightbane pack. He was ruthless yet kind , cold yet tender and seemed to promise me the love I have never known. But nothing is ever that simple. Why did he choose me? Why does he keep me close yet seem so distant, as if searching for something I can't see. But when the Moon Goddess decides to play chess with your life, you have no option but to move with the game. With every step I take, new secret stepped forward, eager to break the fragile happiness I have found. Now I must decide—am I just another pawn, or can I become the queen in a game I never choose to play