HIS EX-LUNA HAS A SON

CH. 6 REGRET

Alpha Dominic’s POV

I parked my car in the middle of the empty road, eyes uncontrollably scanning the sidewalks for any sign of Selena. But she was nowhere to be seen, the night growing increasingly empty as the pack members retired to their homes.

Stepping out of the car, I looked around, wracking my brain. This was the place where I had heartlessly kicked Selena out of my car—I still didn't know what had come over me. All I could remember was the mention of the child we had lost, the one that had ruined our marriage.

I wished I hadn't chosen Madison over my beloved wife. For the past five years, I had been consumed by regret, wondering what had become of Selena and our daughters, how they must perceive me now.

A car zoomed past, jolting me back to reality. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration, knowing full well that Selena was doing just fine without me—but I, on the other hand, was a mess.

Resigning myself to the fact that I wouldn't find her tonight, I climbed back into the car and started the engine, driving toward the packhouse. The sound of loud music assaulted my ears as I approached the wide-open gates, other vehicles already parked outside.

A guard greeted me as I handed over the keys. "Welcome, Alpha."

I nodded briefly, striding into the mansion. The place was alive with merriment—people dancing, swimming in the pool, all appearing blissfully happy.

But not me. I stood in the open doorway, scanning the crowd. My gaze landed on Madison, dressed in a sparkling crystal ball gown as she slow danced with Luke, giggling at something he whispered.

A flash of jealousy twisted my gut. I knew they were just friends, but the sight still irritated me. Forcing my way through the crowd, I positioned myself directly in front of them.

Yet they seemed to look right through me, oblivious to my presence, like I was a ghost. "I know what you mean, but I can’t keep pretending that I haven’t found my mate." Luke muttered, his brows drawn together in an agonized expression. "I want to be able to—"

"So, you have found your mate?" I interrupted, unable to contain my curiosity. "Why hide it? You have been single for so long; you also deserve to be happy. why don’t you go spend some time with her? And when the time is right, you can introduce her to us."

Luke's expression shifted to one of discomfort, his fingers entwined with Madison's gloved ones, the other resting on her waist. "Uh, yes. I... I will make sure to introduce her to you in the future."

Unable to resist, I rudely shoved him aside, grasping Madison's face in my hands. "Where have you been?" she demanded, irritation spreading across her face.

"It’s nothing, just Alpha duties," I murmured, enjoying the fact that she had noticed my absence. "You know how it is, very stressful and all."

Madison nodded, appeased. "I'm sorry for asking such a stupid question."

"No, you are allowed," I assured her, pulling her close to my chest. "You are my fiancée, after all, and we still have a wedding to plan."

The truth was, I still hadn't brought myself to sign the divorce papers Selena had left me. I didn't want Madison to find out—not when I was so close to finally making her my Luna.

Capturing her soft lips in a fierce kiss, I trailed down to her neck, only for her to pull away, flustered. "What the hell is wrong with you? We are in public for goodness sake!"

A scoff escaped my lips. "Can you blame me? I'm a man, darling. I have needs you haven't been fulfilling; I can’t remember the last time we had sex."

She let out an exasperated huff. "You are a literal pig! All you think about is s*x. You never take me on dates or do anything romantic when you are very much aware why I can’t have s*x. I haven’t been able to heal from the miscarriage, and I am not ready for another child right now."

I opened my mouth to say something, but no words came out, and she continued. "Today was supposed to be my birthday, not about how horny you are. You weren’t even there when everyone sang to me, and I cut my cake." Her words exploded with frustration. "I want to be left alone," she declared, storming off toward the grand staircase.

I watched her go, unable to understand her perspective. Didn't she realize I grieved the loss of our child, too? Consumed by frustration, I snatched a tray of cocktails from a passing waiter, downing them one after the other. Demanding more, I tried to drown my sorrows in the burning liquor, desperate to numb the pain.

Where had everything gone so wrong? I had lost my wife and children, and now my relationship with Madison seemed to be crumbling. Was there no end to my misery?

The alcohol flowed freely, dulling my senses as I stumbled up the grand staircase, gripping the railing tightly to keep myself upright. The party was winding down, the pack members filtering out of the mansion, but I still hadn't caught sight of Madison since her stormy exit.

I needed to check on her, make sure she was alright. Staggering down the dimly lit corridor, I reached her door, pausing briefly before pushing it open. The room was dark, except for the faint light of the private bathroom.

A smile crossed my lips as I caught the sound of running water. Perhaps Madison was taking a shower—an opportunity for me to join her, to see the body I hadn't lavished with attention in far too long.

Shrugging off my shirt, I tossed it carelessly to the floor, followed by my pants and boxers. With wobbly steps, I approached the bathroom, pulling the door open.

But the sight that greeted me made my blood run cold.

Madison was on her knees before the tub, gripping its edge as Luke pounded into her from behind, her loud moans piercing the air.

I stumbled back a step, a sudden sense of shame coursing through me. I knew I should leave. But I couldn't tear my eyes away from her, from her large, bouncing breasts, the way her hair fell about her shoulders, the way her lips parted as she was rocked back and forth by the force of his thrusts.

"f**k, Luke, you are so f*****g big," she moaned, her voice loud and clear in the small bathroom.

I couldn't help but feel a horrifying tendril of jealousy snake around my gut and squeeze as I watched him grip her hips, pulling her back onto his c**k as he f****d her harder and harder. I knew I should have been the one making her scream like that, the one making her body tremble with pleasure.

But instead, I was standing there, completely naked, with my own c**k hardening at the sight of her being f****d by another man. It was wrong; I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help it.

"God, yes, f**k me harder," Madison cried out, her voice growing louder and more desperate with each passing moment.

Luke was relentless, his hips thrusting back and forth as he drove himself deeper and deeper into her. I could see the sweat glistening on his back, the muscles in his arms bulging as he held onto her, using her body for his own pleasure.

And Madison, my Madison, loved every moment of it. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she took every inch of him, her body trembling with the force of his thrusts.

"I'm going to c*m, baby," Luke growled, his voice deep and guttural. "I'm going to fill you up with my cum."

"Yes, yes, do it," Madison begged, her voice a whimpering, needy plea. "I want to feel you c*m inside me, I want to have your baby."

I rubbed my eyes, praying my alcohol-addled mind was playing tricks on me. But the explicit scene refused to disappear, my heart shattering at the realization that my trusted beta was betraying me in the most intimate way.

Unable to contain my rage, I seized Luke by the shoulder, yanking him away. He shrugged me off, eyes widening in panic as he tried to cover himself.

"A-Alpha," he stammered.

"Luke, why did you stop?" Madison whined, shaking her hips temptingly. "I was so close!"

I shook my head in disgust, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall. For years, this b***h had guilt-tripped me, blaming me for the loss of our child. And now I discovered she was cheating with my own beta.

"How long has this been going on?" I demanded, my voice tight with barely suppressed fury.

Madison reached for me, her face a mask of false remorse. "Honey, I can explain! It's not what it looks like."

Her attempt to calm me only served to enrage me further. As she tried to stand, she slipped, crashing back to the floor with a pained grunt.

"What does it look like, then?" I snapped, my voice rose with each word until I was yelling. "After calling me a pig who only wants s*x, you are here f*****g my beta?"

Tears filled her eyes as she trembled. "It's all my fault! I seduced him. Please don't fire Luke—this is on me."

I let out a sarcastic laugh, disgusted by her pathetic attempts at deflection. "Instead of explaining yourself, you are defending another man? Enough with the crocodile tears," I snarled. "I'm done seeing your manipulative bullshit."

Turning around, I made to leave, but Luke caught my arm. "Alpha, please let me explain—"

I cut him off with a brutal punch, the disgusting crack of his nose echoing through the bathroom. "Enjoy yourself, continue f*****g my fiancée; I don’t give a damn," I yelled, ignoring his painful screams.

Madison came running after me, still naked. "Honey, I'm sorry! I... I couldn't resist the pull of the mate bond!"

I froze, the words piercing me like a dagger. "What do you mean, mate bond?" I demanded, my wolf howling in anger inside of me.

Luke joined us, holding his bleeding nose. "Alpha, I—"

I didn't let him finish, the realization hitting me over and over like a lead pipe. Madison and Luke were mates. And I was the fool who had been played all along.

Overcome with a torrent of emotions—rage, betrayal, grief—I could only stare at them in stunned silence, my heart shattering into a million pieces.