Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 424 – An omega by choice

Madison smiled gently. Instead of answering right away, she looked directly at Kylie, her expression calm and steady. "Luna Kylie... Have you ever heard of the Crescent Moon Pack?"

The question caught everyone completely off guard. Not only Kylie, but even Humphrey and Vladimir nodded almost immediately, recognition flashing across their faces.

Humphrey folded his arms while digging through old memories from his academy days. "The Crescent Moon Pack..."

His brow furrowed in concentration. "Isn’t that the lost pack?" He looked toward Vladimir, who nodded in agreement. "I remember hearing about them during our oral history lessons." His voice grew thoughtful.

"There were very few members, but every single one of them possessed extraordinary abilities. They were considered the strongest pack centuries ago." He slowly shook his head. "And then... they disappeared. No battles, no survivors, no explanation. They simply vanished."

A faint smile appeared on his face. "Most werewolf historians believe they’re nothing more than a myth."

Madison quietly listened until he finished. Then she lifted her chin. For the first time, a strange, quiet authority surrounded her. The gentle woman everyone thought they knew suddenly carried herself with real confidence and strength.

Her eyes remained steady as she looked at everyone gathered before her. "I’m not a myth." The words settled heavily over the deck, sending a ripple of shock through the group.

She slowly drew in a deep breath. "I am a direct descendant of the last Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack."

told me everything before she died." Her voice stayed calm on the

listened in total silence,

memories she had buried for years came rushing back to the surface. "It wasn’t another werewolf pack that came after us." Her brow furrowed with the weight of it all. "They were strange creatures. I still don’t know

instantly grew heavier and darker, like a storm

the Crescent Moon Pack." A faint, loving smile curled the corner of her lips as she remembered her parents. "My father was the Alpha, and they lived at the east, away from the pack lands because

looked out toward the endless ocean, her voice trembling with emotion. "My father knew he couldn’t protect both.

to create a small opening so my mother could escape." Madison smiled sadly, her heart aching. "My father never made

thick blanket. Even the sound of the waves

finally made sense. Seraphine’s natural confidence, her calm and powerful leadership, her ability to carry herself like someone born to command. None of it had

her blood. She wasn’t simply the daughter of ordinary omega werewolves. She was the granddaughter of an Alpha, a direct descendant of one of the most

of feeling. "A few survivors escaped with her. They hid for years, never stayed in one place for long." She laughed bitterly

she looked at her daughter. "But eventually, they

after my mother gave birth to me. No one knew what they did with the captured gifted wolves." Her voice became quieter, almost broken. "My mother

"She surrendered herself. She allowed them

for any words to capture. Even after all these years, Madison still

answers. She had spent decades living quietly among werewolves, working as an omega, always