Chapter 2 His Huge Regret

Alpha Rex's Point of View.

"You are late."

Those were the first words that I heard at the moment I walked into the mansion.

Tilting my head to look into the living room, I saw my mother sitting in the dark, waiting for me.

Like a creep.

"It is also two o'clock in the midnight, and you are just getting in". She said with a scowl.

The same scowl that is always present on her face whenever she was talking to me.

Ever since Elena left.

No, ever since I told her to leave.

"I told you, I have things to do," I said as I turned to leave.

"Did you find her?" She demanded, with her voice cold.

I can't help but wince at it.

I get it.

I messed up.

And I am trying to make up for it by searching for her.

I have been chasing her down every year, whispers, suspicions, or sightings of her but it has all come to nothing.

Just like tonight and every other night.

"No, mother. I didn't. It was a false lead, I didn't find any clue to her whereabouts". I answered.

She sniffed with disdain as she got up to her feet.

"Five years. She has been away from home for five years and you still haven't found her. Maybe it is true after all". She said with spite as she walked towards me. "Maybe you should stop looking for her. You don't deserve her after all. If you did... if you truly wanted her back you would have found her by now."

"Mother!"

"Don't mother me! I warned you, didn't I?! I told you to go after her. That you would regret it. I said put a tail on her at least, but no, you are the Alpha. You know best. You and that disease of a thing that you called Maya. Do you have any idea how many lives you have ruined? All because of that witch?!"

"I know Mother! I know! I messed up. And I am trying to get her back."

Another scoff from her cut me off.

"Get her back? You would be lucky if she even wants to see you or even forgive you. Get her back, my foot! Don't get your hopes up. You had a good woman, a treasure, an ordained mate and you scorned her for trash. Where is she now? Your previous Maya?" She scoffed at me before she left the room.

Maya is dead.

I killed her with my own hands.

It was the best thing to do after her betrayal now. It was never a betrayal, it was a scheme. She had come back into my life for just revenge.

Revenge for choosing my mate over her.

So, she had planned to infiltrate my pack, while selling information to one of my enemies.

Now if only I could find out who it is exactly she was talking to, then it would have solved a lot of problems.

But I can't.

Because I killed her.

And oh, yeah.

The pregnancy she told me about was a lie.

Something that she had created an illusion for with the help of a witch.

"Damn! My goodness! I have been such a fool!"

With tired steps, I walked up to my room.

I would have gone to Elena's, but Maya had made sure to have every inch of her whereabouts scrubbed out.

Not even a trace of her scent remained.

Is this how my life is going to be?

Living without my mate?

Do I even deserve a second chance?

Wouldn't it just be best for me to just let her go?

I can't lie there on my bed, with all of these thoughts going round and round in my head, till my mind wanders back to the day I met her.

It was a normal day really.

I had gone to her pack for a business meeting with her Alpha, without Maya.

It was common knowledge then that Maya was my fiancee and the woman I was set to marry since I couldn't find my mate.

Imagine my surprise when my wolf started going crazy, and restless. Two words that he was never described as.

I had taken a break from the meeting to go for a run so as to calm him when the most delectable smell filtered through my nose.

I looked to my side and there she was, Elena, staring at me in gobsmacked shock.

It also took me a few seconds to realize that she had run away upon sighting me.

Searching for her throughout that day proved futile, and I was this close to demanding the Alpha of her pack to call out every member of the pack for me when a knock sounded on my door.

It was her.

She looked so beautiful and brave, staring me in the eyes as she asked, "Are you going to reject me?"

"What?" I demanded, confused.

"Everyone knows you have a fiancee, Maya". She explained, "The two of you have been together for years. So, if you are going to reject me, I would rather have it here in private. Now."

So brave.

So fearless.

The true makings of a Luna.

And I will be honest, ever since I had laid my eyes on her, Maya did not even cross my mind.

And the fact that she had brought it up and was willing to go through the rejection showed how honorable she was.

Even if it did piss me off a little.

"Aren't you going to fight for me?" I asked.

"Should I? Would I succeed? Do I even have a chance?"

"Of course you do! You are my mate!"

"And she is your fiance! The way I see it, only one woman comes out on top and I don't like to beg. So who would it be?"

She flustered me.

Challenged me.

In that short exchange, she had managed to get under my skin and ruffled my feathers.

How could I reject her?

And yet. That was exactly what I did.

Not only did I reject her and choose the same woman over her, but I made her beg.

Images of that night flashback through my mind.

Images of her on her knees, tears pouring down her face as she held onto my leg, crawling on the floor.

Begging me.

No pride, no shame, just her naked love for me.

And I spat on it.

My mother was right.

I don't deserve her.

Not after what I had done.

With a resigned sigh, I got up to my feet and walked towards the intercom, to buzz my secretary.

It was time to put an end to this search.

But just before my finger could tap it, it rang out.

"Now what?" I mustered before pressing a button.

"Mr. King". My secretary's voice rang out. "Sorry to disturb you at this hour-"

"Get to the point, Tobey."

"We found her. We found your Lady Elena."

"What?!" I asked as adrenaline zapped through me, clearing all the depressive clouds from my head. "Where?"

"New Kingston."

"Have a helicopter ready before the hour is up," I said, as I moved to end the call.

"Sir! One more thing."

"What is it?!" I demand. "I have no time to waste."

"Well, over there we discovered something."

"Spit it out, Tobey!"

"She has children with her". She rushed out. "Twins. And from their looks, those kids belong to her".

The words are like clanging cymbals in my head.

They make no sense.

"Elena has children. Did she remarry?"

"I doubt if that is possible as your divorce proceedings were never finalized."

That is correct.

But still, how come Elena had children?

The very reason I kicked her out was because of the lack of children. Her inability to get pregnant. Oh my, I should have been really patient.

"Find out everything. And I mean every damn detail about her and the kids."