His Regret

Betrayed and discarded by her fated mate, Luna Isla, of the GreyStone Pack, finds herself adrift in a storm of grief and confusion. When his cruel rejection shatters her world, she flees into the eerie Woodlands, only to be followed by ominous figures. But just as she believes all is lost, a startling truth about her past, her family, and her true identity begins to unravel. Will Isla rise from the ashes of betrayal to reclaim her power and reshape her destiny, or will the secrets of her royal lineage drag her into an even greater turmoil?

His Regret

Betrayed and discarded by her fated mate, Luna Isla, of the GreyStone Pack, finds herself adrift in a storm of grief and confusion. When his cruel rejection shatters her world, she flees into the eerie Woodlands, only to be followed by ominous figures. But just as she believes all is lost, a startling truth about her past, her family, and her true identity begins to unravel. Will Isla rise from the ashes of betrayal to reclaim her power and reshape her destiny, or will the secrets of her royal lineage drag her into an even greater turmoil?

The chill of the autumn night seeped into Isla's bones, but it was the icy shard of betrayal in her heart that truly froze her. Her steps, heavy with grief and a desperate kind of drunkenness, stumbled through the gnarled roots and fallen leaves of the Woodlands. Each rustle of leaves behind her was a cruel echo of the whispers that had torn her world apart.

She knew she was being followed. A grim smile touched her lips; what more could they take from her that hadn't already been stolen? Her heart, her hope, her entire future as the Luna of GreyStone Pack—all gone, snatched away by the man who was supposed to be her fated mate.

Alpha Cayden Hunter. The name tasted like ash. He had given her divorce papers, rejected her out of the blue, without explanation, after a night that had felt like a new beginning. The memory of his touch, once exhilarating, now burned with the agony of his betrayal. She closed her eyes, letting the hot tears trace paths through the dust on her cheeks, each drop a testament to a love that had cost her everything.