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.

and respect throughout the city, with some even viewing him as the leader of a formidable syndicate, a mafia boss. Yet, this was a mere facade. In truth, he was the Alpha of the largest wolf Pack

the safety of his pack, his kind, teetered on the brink. Their hidden existence was no longer a secret, and the threat

other members of his wolf clan, his employees instinctively backed away. His aura radiated an

it, but they could sense the heat and pressure of his mood, a natural defense mechanism. Ethan Roberts was not a

she wouldn’t

but cast curious glances at the

vehicles and tinted windows.

of his luxurious vehicle, unbuttoning his cufflinks and rolling up his sleeves as they approached

arrived,”

the car, he adjusted his attire, signifying the transition from businessman to something

purpose.

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room was a sinister, dimly lit chamber where shadows seemed to dance with malevolence. The man, battered and bruised, was bound tightly, rendering him utterly immobile. His b*dy bore the marks of a brutal beating, leaving him barely conscious. The air in the room was thick with an unpleasant stench, suffocating in its

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 sinister drumbeat, and he shivered, frantically scanning the room

and icy dread washed over him as he found himself staring into the eyes of Ethan Roberts. His eyes widened in shock; this man, Ethan,

seat, positioning himself directly across from the helpless, bound man. In that chilling moment, he