The Alpha's Secret Heir Chapter 12

The world changes, and no one can go back to the past.

But if you ask me if I regret what I did back then?

I would only shake my head.

If I had to do it again, I would make the same choice.

After all, he was the moon that saved me.

How could I bear to let the moon fall into the mud?

The only night I ever revealed my true feelings was before Dominic went on a business trip.

That day, I wore an oversized white shirt. I deliberately left my hair wet, letting it cover my eyes.

That was the gloomy, timid boy I used to be.

He knew my clumsy intentions, of course.

Even though it wasn't his rut, I managed to provoke him.

The sex was intense.

The Alpha's eyes were red with lust.

In the end, he rarely pulled out. He let the knot—the symbol of absolute possession—last for a long time.

The moonlight hung low, and the room was silent.

His voice was husky, almost a whisper. "Luca, did you ever regret it, even for a second?"

Did I?

I looked at his black hair falling against my collarbone.

"No," I said.

The moon, no matter how cold, belongs high in the sky.

So, I never regretted my decision.

The Blackwood family gained power through the marriage alliance. The young heir turned the tide, and the family glory was restored.

Three years into the marriage, when both family businesses were stable, they peacefully dissolved the contract.

Then, Dominic got his wish and entered a mating contract with me.

And so began five years of a marriage filled with coldness and ridicule.

The original love wore away, leaving only a mess of trivialities.

This marriage was too hard a road to walk.

So, I was incredibly grateful for the chance to escape.

The plane took off, and the buildings shrank below.

I silently said goodbye to the city I had lived in for nearly ten years.