Alphas regret: Magnificent Return of the Rejected Luna

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"Branwen, you're back fast," I said, turning to look at the door.

But before I could finish my sentence, the words got stuck in my throat.

Standing there wasn't Branwen like I expected, it was someone else. My eyes widened in surprise as I took in the person who had entered.

Lena.

Her hair was messy and tangled, and her clothes were torn and covered in dirt.

Her face looked thin and pale, and there was a wild mix of anger and desperation in her eyes.

She didn't look anything like the proud and confident woman I remembered.

"You," she spat, slamming the door shut behind her.

I sat up instinctively, my heart pounding. "Lena... what are you doing here?"

She didn't answer. Instead, she stalked toward me, her eyes blazing with rage.

Before I could react, her hand shot out, gripping my neck tightly.

"Why won't you admit it?" she hissed, her voice sharp and full of anger.

Her nails dug painfully into my skin as she pressed harder.

"Why won't you just admit that you're Rowena?"

The words were filled with frustration and fury, and I could feel her grip tightening as if she was. trying to force the truth out of me.

I gasped for breath, my fingers desperately trying to pry her hand off my neck.

My heart was racing, and my thoughts were spinning in all directions. But through the chaos, Branwen's words kept repeating in my mind.

We were so close, so close to finally taking down Silas and making sure I could take my place as the Alpha of Snowtooth Pack. 97.4%

The thought of continuing to lie or hold back any longer felt pointless. I knew I couldn't keep pretending anymore.

I stopped struggling, locking eyes with her. "Fine," I whispered hoarsely. "You're right. I am Rowena."

Lena's grip on my neck loosened for just a moment, and I gasped for air. Her face twisted into an ugly sneer, full of hatred.

"I knew it," she spat, her voice thick with anger and bitterness. "You're here to destroy everything.

You want to get back at me and Silas for all the wrongs you think we've done to you." The venom in her words made it clear how much she despised me.novelbin

I didn't respond, letting her come to her own conclusions.

Her sneer twisted into a fierce snarl, and I could see the anger boiling inside her.

"Do you really think you've won?" she hissed, her eyes burning with rage.

"Do you honestly believe you can just waltz back into everyone's lives like nothing happened and take whatever you want?" Her words were sharp, filled with bitterness, as though she couldn't stand the thought of me getting what I wanted. I braced myself as she raised her fist, her face contorted with rage.

My eyes shut tightly, waiting for the impact. But it never came.

Instead, a scream tore through the room, making me snap my eyes open.

The room felt heavy and the air smelled like metal. Silas stood there, looking pale and scared.

His eyes were like ice, and he held a long knife that was dripping blood. Lena stepped back, holding her arm where it was cut off.

She was in a lot of pain and her face was all twisted up. Blood was pouring from her arm and making a big mess on the floor.

It was so quiet in the room, you could hear Lena breathing hard.

I couldn't believe what I saw. It was scary and I felt sick to my stomach.

Lena's screams filled the room, and she collapsed onto the floor, her blood pooling around her.

The scream tore through the quiet room, jolting me out of my shocked state.

Luna

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Lena clutched the bloody stump where her arm had been, her face pale and contorted with agony,

Her once sharp and confident demeanor was reduced to one of pain and disbelief,

Silas stood before her, his hand still gripping the knife he'd used to sever her arm,

His expression was cold, devoid of any pity,

"Take her," Silas commanded, his voice low but sharp like a blade.

Two guards immediately stepped forward, grabbing Lena by her remaining arm and pulling her to

her feet.

"Silas! How could you do this to me?" Lena spat, her voice trembling with pain and fury as tears welled up in her eyes.

She clutched her bleeding arm, her face pale and contorted with disbelief. "I gave everything to you! I stood by your side, I followed your orders without question, and I stayed loyal to you when no one else would! And this this is how you repay me? By cutting off my arm and locking me away like some criminal?" Her voice broke, and she glared at him through the haze of pain.

"You're heartless, Silas! You're merciless! Do you even care about the people who serve you?"

Silas didn't even look at her. It was as if her words didn't matter to him at all.

His cold eyes were foc

entirely on the guards standing nearby, waiting for his orders.

"Take her," he said in a firm, commanding voice. "Take her to the underground prison immediately.

She is to be locked up for the rest of her life.

There will be no trial, no chance for freedom. She will stay in the darkness, where she belongs, until her last breath."

His tone was emotionless, as though he didn't feel even a shred of pity for Lena. To him, her fate was already sealed.