REGRETS

CHAPTER 6

(MAX P.O.V)

I sat on my office, rubbing my face profusely up and down my face. I coouldn't believe it, Erah was given a second chance, and on the night of my Alpha Ceremony no less. The moon goddess has some sick and cruel way of punishing me. I saw what happen to her last night, but didn't stop it. I had no reason to, I had rejected her. She was nothing to me, but I couldn't help but felt anger towards my mother and sister for hurting her that way. I wanted to stop them,but something held me back. Was it because she was no longer my mate? But if that's the case,then why did I want to stop them anyway?

Hearing that Erah was now mataed to none other than Szevastian Forde, the Alpha King of the South made my blood boil. Why of all the f*****g wolves in the world, Why did the moon goddess gave Erah to him?

"Erah," I said her name softly to myself. "My beautiful...." Damn it! Wy can't I get her out of my head? Why did I care, She was nothing. For the last ten years, Erah had been keeping a secret, and one of severe magnitude. She was an Alpha's daughter and not only just an Alpha. The alpha of the Silver Moon pack, the one my father betrayed and destoyed. My father was the one who brought Erah into our home. I remember like it was yesterday.

Erah was so small and fragile, she vovered in sooth and soil from the downfall of her pack. I remember when my father asked for her name, and she said it was Hera Gail but she like to go by Erah. I remember at the time, I thought she was cute and like a walking talking doll. I wanted to be her friend, but my father told me not to. That she was going to be he pack house slave because she was a rouge. Even at the tender age of eight, we were taught that rouges were filthy and disgusting, so I kept my distance. But over the years, she grew to be more beautiful than anyone could comprehended. That's why all the she-wolves despised her. Even mated male wolveshave their eye on her. Just waiting for her to turn eighteen, and all the females beat on her constantly.

She was never allowed to have medical attention so she would be left to healon her own. I felt pity for her, I really did, but as the future Alpha of this pack, I had to keep my distance, because of that is what I taught. Rouges are dirty, filthy and disgusting. So why did the moon goddess mate me with her? Because she was an Alpha by blood. She wasn't just some rouge that my father picked up after the battle,she was the living and breathing heir of the Silver Moon Pack, the largest pack in the North, and I threw her away without a second thought.

Now what was supposed to have been mine was now in the arms of another. The mere thought of Szevastian Forde touching Erah makes Mino stir in anger. He still hasn't spoken to me since the morning we rejected our mate. Even though the bond was broken, we both still longed for her. Even with all the hot and sexy she-wolves that are visiting our pack, I still have to imagine it's Erah within underneath me in order for me to get any kind of sexual gratification. I couldn't take it anymore, I needed to find a way to reverse the rejection, and take back what is rightfully was mine in the first place. I loved Erah, I knew from the day i turned eighteen figured out she was my mate that I loved her. But I let my f****d up judgement and twisted upbringing allow me to reject her on sight, and on in her birthday of all days. I need to find my father and an Elder and speak to them about this. I quickly mind link him.

"Dad,"

"Max, what is it son?"

"I need you and Elder Andrew to come to my office, please,"

"We will be right there."

I sat back and waited for them to come. There had to be a way to get out of this. I wanted Erah back, and I didn't care what anyone will say. I need to stop Szevastian from claiming what was mine. A few minutes after being deep in thought, my father and Elder Andrew came in.

"Son,"

"Alpha," they both bowed.

"Please come in," I tell them. They both sit in the chairs opposite my desk.

"What's going on, Max?" My father asked.

"I found my mate,"

"That's great,son!" he exclaimed. "Who is it? Is it one of the girls from visiting packs?"

"No."

"Then is it a member of our pack?"

"Kind of."

"Max stop being cryptic and tell us,"

"It's Erah," a dead silence took over the room. I looked at both of them and they're both stared at me blankly. "Dad did you hear me?"

"I heard you son," he replied and paused for a moment. "Please tell me that this is some kind of a sick joke,"

"It is not,"

"Why on earth would the moon goddess pair our Alpha with a rouge?" Elder Andrew asked.

"Son, tell me you rejected her,"

"I did."

"Whew, okay then, crisis adverted," he said.

"No dad, crisis not adverted," I told him sternly.

"I don't undertsand."

"Dad, do you know what Erah's full name is?"

"Hera Gail,"

"Ehk.., wrong. Her full name is Hera Gail Boudreaux,"

"Alpha, did you say her surname is Boudreaux?"

"I did. she used her full title to accept my rejectio. Imagine my surprise when she said that she is an Alpha's daughter," the look on both of their faces was priceless.

"My goddess, Erah is the daughter of Damianus Gail Boudreaux," Elder Andrew said.

"That little bitch!" my father shouted. "She's been keeping her identity a secret this whole time."

"What will you expect?" I asked with the condescending tone. "You orchestrated the slaughter of her entire pack when she was eight years old. Old enough to know what was happening, old enough to know her idendity, and old enough to know to hide it," I stood up from my chair and went to the couch. "Erah hid her pedigree on purpose, because of you, Mom, Nicole, and every other assholes in this pack that's f****d her life, I lost out of the perfect mate!"

"Andrew, can we fix this?" My dad suddenly asked. I knew telling him that Erah was an Alpha by blood he would try and fix this.

"Well, that's all depends on if she has found her second chance mate or not."

"Our understanding is that she has. The Alpha KIng of the South," my father answered.

"Ah, Alpha Szevastian Forde," he said rubbing his chin, well, this may be a problem then,"

"Why?" we both asked.

"Alpha Szevastian has been longing for a mate as long as anyone can remember. He is 26 years old and has the largest packs in the world. If he claims Erah, and she accepts his claim, it's too late,"

"No, I wanr Erah! I love her!" My outburst turned the atmosphere really cold and silent. I just admitted to loving the slave of the packhouse.

"Son, what did you just say?"

Shit.