Alpha’s Regret Pregnant Rejected Luna

Chapter 12

High atop the towering skyscraper that served as the heart of his corporate empire, Ethan stood on the highest floor, overlooking the sprawling chaos of the city below. The afternoon. breeze, cool and invigorating, ruffled his mane of hair as he stood there in contemplation.

With a casual flick of his wrist, he produced a cigarette, its tip glowing to life as he drew in a deep inhalation. Externally, his demeanor remained calm and composed, but within him, a fierce internal struggle raged. His wolf, a primal force within him, yearned to tear and destroy, for his beta and best friend had met a tragic end.

For years, his pack had thrived in peace, even before he had taken on to the role of Alpha. But the times had changed and their lives was under siege. The responsibility for the survival of his kind now rested solely on his shoulders as their leader.

“Boss, we’ve located them, one was killed but we got the other one,” Axel reported, prompting a momentary pause from Ethan. A muscle twitched at the side of his jaw as he clenched it.

With

With one last draw on his cigarette, he carelessly discarded it to the floor. “Let’s move.”

Ethan and Axel entered the elevator, ascending from the building’s highest floor. As they -emerged, he strode purposefully through the corridors, his pack members falling in line

behind him. Six loyal members trailed him, ready to execute his every command.

billionaire, a powerful CEO of a tech empire and several airlines. He commanded both fear and respect throughout the city, with some even viewing him as the leader of a formidable syndicate, a mafia boss.

of his pack, his kind, teetered on the brink. Their hidden existence was

by Axel and five other members of his wolf clan, his employees instinctively backed

sense the heat and pressure of his mood, a natural defense mechanism. Ethan Roberts was not a man to be

transformed in just a couple of years. Even if she had encountered him at that moment, she wouldn’t have recognized him. His

curious glances at the enigmatic group, with

vehicles and tinted windows.

his cufflinks and rolling

we’ve arrived,” his

attire, signifying the transition from businessman to something darker and more primal. They approached a

purpose.

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to dance with malevolence. The man, battered and bruised, was bound tightly, rendering him utterly immobile. His b*dy bore the marks of a

no mercy, blindfolding him and gagging him, leaving him vulnerable and reliant solely on his other senses. The echoes of approaching footsteps sent his heart racing, a pulse of fear coursing through him. The steps drew nearer, each one like a

the blindfold was torn from his face, and icy dread washed over him as he found himself staring into the eyes of Ethan Roberts. His eyes

and Ethan took a seat, positioning himself directly across from the helpless, bound man. In that chilling moment, he came face to face with the person who had brutally