Alpha's regrets Pregnant Rejected Luna novel Chapter 5

Kaelen

I sat in my office, staring blankly at the paperwork spread across my desk, but none of it registered. My mind had been a chaotic mess ever since Kaida left. It’s been a few days, and the house felt colder, emptier without her presence. I had told myself I wanted this—freedom from a marriage that no longer served me, from a Luna who couldn’t give me what I needed. But now that she was gone, I couldn’t shake the gnawing feeling that something was off. She didn’t even say goodbye. She didn’t fight or argue—just… vanished. Was she that eager to leave me behind?

I rubbed a hand over my face, trying to push the thoughts away. Kaida was my past now, and Alara—Alara was my future. That’s what I needed to focus on. My fated mate, the one I was destined to be with. So why the hell couldn’t I get Kaida out of my head?

A sharp knock on the door pulled me from my spiraling thoughts.

“Come in,” I called, leaning back in my chair, trying to shake off the mood before anyone noticed.

Lucas, my Beta, walked in with a stack of files in hand. His hair was tousled from the wind outside, and he wore his usual cocky grin as he dropped the files on my desk. “You look like hell, man,” he said, taking a seat without waiting for an invitation. “Still brooding over Kaida?”

I scowled. “I’m not brooding.”

Lucas leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “Sure, you’re not. That’s why you’ve been a ghost in this office ever since she left. You’re not fooling anyone.”

“I’m fine,” I snapped, the lie sounding hollow even to my own ears.

Lucas chuckled. “Whatever helps you sleep at night. But you know, if you’re missing her this much, maybe you shouldn’t have gone through with the divorce.”

I clenched my jaw. “It’s not about that. I made the right choice. Kaida wasn’t the one. Alara—”

“Is the one, right?” Lucas finished, his voice tinged with sarcasm. “Because fate told you so.”

I glared at him, but he didn’t back down. “Look, I’m not saying you didn’t have your reasons,” he said more seriously. “But don’t pretend like Kaida didn’t mean something to you. You were married to her for two years, man.”

“That’s in the past,” I muttered, though the words felt wrong on my tongue. “I’m moving on.”

Lucas raised an eyebrow but didn’t push further. Instead, he picked up one of the files he’d brought in and tossed it toward me. “Well, if you’re so focused on moving forward, sign these. Pack business doesn’t wait for emotional turmoil, you know.”

I grunted in response, grabbing the pen and scrawling my signature where necessary. Lucas watched me for a moment before shaking his head and rising from his seat. “I’m heading out to check on the patrols. Try not to drown in self-pity while I’m gone.”

“Get out of here,” I muttered, but there was a faint smirk on my lips as he left the room.

As soon as the door closed behind him, the silence rushed back in, bringing with it the weight of my thoughts once again. Kaida’s face swam into my mind uninvited—the way she had looked at me when I’d handed her those divorce papers. She had been hurt, but she hadn’t said a word. No begging, no pleading. Just a quiet acceptance that gnawed at me now.

My train of thought was interrupted by another knock. This time, it was Mr. Price, my lawyer, looking as grim as ever as he stepped inside.

“Alpha,” he greeted me, inclining his head slightly.

“Mr. Price,” I acknowledged. “What’s the news?”

He cleared his throat, shuffling the papers in his hand. “There’s a slight issue with your upcoming marriage to Miss Snow.”

My brow furrowed. “What kind of issue?”