Rejecting the Alpha Twins

Chapter 175

Fiona POV

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You never truly know what you have until it’s gone. As I stared at my mother’s pyre, I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing. Regrets, a lifetime of them, would always remain with me. The regret of not trying to get to know her better, the regret of not trying to understand her, and the regret of not being able to save her, the one that hurt most of all. It was like my heart was being torn from my chest. Nothing could soothe the pain that was inside of me. I felt dumbfounded and alone, and the despair was so painful that it was all I could do not to scream. She shouldn’t be here. She should be out there, fighting and smiling. The sound of her laughter should be filling the pack house, and there should be a twinkle in her eye as she spoke. Now, all of that was gone, and we would never see her again, never hear the musical sound of her voice. It was killing me inside.

She looked so peaceful lying there, her long hair flowing past her shoulders. She wore a white, flowing dress, as was the custom. There was a large turnout. The entire pack was present, as were Alphas and Lunas from the other packs who wished to extend their sympathies. Regan had been loved and well known. It was difficult to acknowledge just how bad a mistake I had made. I felt my mate’s hand squeeze mine gently, his silent show of support. I inhaled sharply, watching as my fathers walked to the front to address the pack, their faces drawn with sadness and the kind of grief I could not imagine. They looked as though they had aged ten years in the short time that Regan had been dead. The loss of their mate, while not killing them, had left a void inside their heart that could never be filled. They had loved Regan with all their hearts. They had the kind of relationship that would have survived the ages until they were old and even beyond death. It was something to admire. Now, I could only hope my own relationship with my mate would continue to grow as theirs had.

“We are all gathered here today to say goodbye to our Luna and our mate.” Xavier was the first to speak, his eyes resting on the crowd. “Regan was a beloved member of the pack, a love that Xavier and I could not imagine would change our lives, and even in death, we will continue to think about her every second she is not with us until the day we meet again,” he finished, almost choking on the words.

He glances over his shoulder, his eyes pricked with tears although his face is stoic, keeping it all inside and refusing to cry in front of the pack, not wanting to show weakness.

She was selfless, loving, and kind and sought to ensure that every pack member, from omega to warriors, was well taken care of.

I felt my composure beginning to crumple, but I also knew I had to see this through. I had to tell the pack and my parents how I truly felt. Regan deserved this. Even if it was too late, I couldn’t let her go without speaking from the

I felt

hand let go of my shoulder. I walked to the front, joining my fathers, and

hers biologically, but she made the selfless choice to do so anyway. That’s the kind of woman she was. She didn’t leave anybody behind,” I added as warriors nodded in agreement, “and she fought to the death to make sure everybody in this pack survived as she battled the rogues. My only regret,” my breath hitched in my throat as I struggled with the words, “my only regret is that I didn’t tell her that I loved her enough or that I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye. I can only hope that she can forgive my selfishness and know that in my heart, I truly did care for her, even if I wasn’t able to show it. One day, I hope to see her again, and

us. Not now, not ever. I almost felt as though she was with me as I talked, feeling the smallest breeze on the back of my neck. I closed my

to the front and hugged me tight. Xander spoke. “All those who wish to say goodbye, please make your

out of respect, they allowed Xavier and Xander to go first. I was next, and as they stepped back, I stepped forward, smoothing back a strand

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to tell you I love you before you died. As it is, I want you to know that I love you now, and I’m

was finished, and I knew that the hardest part was to come. The part I had been dreading the most. The final conclusion to the ceremony and the official send off as Regan’s soul left her body and the moon goddess took ahold of it. The moon goddess created us, and when we died, she took hold of