Alpha's Regret the Luna is Secret Heiress (by Sylvia) novel Chapter 140

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Chapter 76: Passionate Night–2

My wolf practically purred with contentment at his words. “I love you, Connor. Only you.”

His expression transformed, a mixture of joy and fierce possession crossing his features. Without warning,

he scooped me into his arms and carried me toward the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” I laughed, clinging to his neck.

“Taking care of my mate,” he replied simply.

He set me gently in the bathtub and turned on the faucet, adjusting the temperature until it was perfect. As

warm water filled the tub, he knelt beside it, watching me with tender eyes.

“I never thought I could be this happy,” I confessed as he began to wash my body with gentle hands. “After everything with Ethan, I was afraid to trust anyone again.”

Connor’s hands paused on my shoulders. “He never deserved you, Livvy. He never saw your true worth.”

“But you do?” I asked, vulnerability creeping into my voice.

“I always have.” His hands resumed their gentle ministrations. “From the moment we met as children, my wolf recognized something special in you.”

The sincerity in his voice made my heart swell. “I love you, Connor. Completely and exclusively.”

His eyes darkened again at my words. Without hesitation, he climbed into the tub with me, water sloshing over the sides as he pulled me into his lap.

“Show me,” he growled, his lips claiming mine once more.

Our passion reignited in the water, our wolves calling to each other as we connected on the deepest level possible. By the time we finally emerged from the bathroom, we were both wrinkled from the water and exhausted in the most satisfying way.

I wrapped myself in a towel while Connor slung another low on his hips, the fabric doing little to hide his impressive physique. Hand in hand, we walked toward the bedroom, ready to continue our night together. The insistent ringing of the doorbell cut through our intimate bubble like a knife.

My wolf instantly went on alert, hackles rising at the unexpected intrusion. “Who could that be at this hour?” Connor’s expression hardened, his protective instincts engaging immediately. “Stay here. I’ll check.”

I grabbed his arm, suddenly anxious. “Be careful. Use the peephole.”

He touched my cheek reassuringly before moving toward the door. Through the peephole, his body suddenly tensed, his shoulders squaring with aggression.

“Who is it?” I whispered, clutching my towel tighter.

“Ethan Grey,” Connor replied, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl.

My stomach dropped. Of all the times for Ethan to appear, this had to be the worst possible moment. Connor opened the door, standing confidently in nothing but a towel. His powerful Alpha physique was on ful display, including several Jove bites on his neck and chest–marks that would have healed almost instantly if

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(Ethan’s POV)

I stood in the hallway of Olivia’s apartment building, my fist raised to pound on her door again. The scent hit me before the door even opened–Connor Rivers‘ dominant Alpha scent mixed with Olivia’s sweet fragrance and the unmistakable aroma of s*x.

My wolf snarled beneath my skin, clawing to get out and challenge the rival Alpha. When the door swung open to reveal Rivers standing there in nothing but a towel, my vision briefly tinged red with rage.

His muscled torso was marked with fresh love bites–Olivia’s love bites. The sight of them made my blood boil. These weren’t ordinary marks; they were deep enough to remain visible even on an Alpha werewolf, whose healing abilities should have erased them within minutes.

“What the hell are you doing here, Grey?” Rivers asked, his ice–blue eyes gleaming with smug satisfaction. I ignored his question, my gaze fixed on the evidence of their intimacy. “What the hell have you done to her?” Rivers leaned against the doorframe, completely at ease despite being nearly naked. “I think that’s between me and my mate–to–be, don’t you?”

“She’s not your mate,” I growled, my fists clenching at my sides. “She was mine first,”

“Was being the operative word,” Rivers replied coolly. “You threw her away, remember? For your precious Cassandra.”

The mention of Cassandra’s name only fueled my anger. “You don’t know anything about my relationship with

Olivia.”

“I know enough,” Rivers said, his voice hardening. “I know you treated her like a replacement. I know you hurt her repeatedly. And I know she’s chosen me now.”

The smug certainty in his voice pushed me over the edge. With a snarl, I threw a punch aimed at his jaw. Rivers dodged with supernatural speed, his own wolf rising to meet my challenge.

“You really want to do this here?” he asked, his voice dropping to a dangerous Alpha timbre.

I answered with another swing, which he blocked effortlessly. My wolf was howling for blood, demanding I reclaim what I considered mine. Rivers moved with the fluid grace of a born predator, his own wolf clearly eager for the fight.

“What did you do to her?” I demanded again, circling him in the narrow hallway. “Did you force her? Manipulate her?”

Rivers‘ laugh was cold and mocking. “Is that what you think? That the only way she’d choose me over you is through force?”

“Answer me!” I lunged forward, managing to land a glancing blow to his shoulder.

Rivers retaliated with a swift jab to my ribs that knocked the wind from my lungs. “I didn’t have to do

anything, Grey. She came to me willingly. Eagerly, even.”

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