I Abandoned Alpha King Mate, but He Begged Me Back

On the day Mateo was crowned as the Alpha King of the Eastern Packs,

I learned that my remaining wolf's power was depleted and that the silver curse would eventually take my life.

During the coronation ceremony, the Grand Elder asked Mateo who he regretted losing the most.

Without hesitation, he dialed my number.

I answered, listening to his cold voice through the phone:

"When I got hurt, after you left me thinking I wasn't Alpha anymore, did you ever regret it?"

Looking at the astronomical bill for another month's supply of moonwort potion, I laughed softly:

"Mateo, since you're so powerful now, could you lend me 500,000 for the treatment?"

The line went dead instantly. On the live broadcast, I watched as his face turned to ice:

"Now I have no regrets."

He didn't know that seven years ago, when that cursed silver dagger was killing him,

I had secretly channeled my wolf's power to him, taking the curse upon myself.

1

The treatment center was unusually crowded today. Everyone was gathered around the TV, watching the live broadcast of the Alpha King coronation ceremony.

I sat in my usual corner, waiting for my monthly moonwort treatment, trying to ignore the excited whispers around me.

My hands trembled as I counted the remaining pills in my bottle. Only three left. Each one represented another day of keeping the curse at bay.

On the screen, Mateo stood tall and proud, his ceremonial robes flowing in the wind. Seven years hadn't diminished his presence - if anything, he commanded even more power now.

The Grand Elder Andrew's voice echoed through the speakers: "As part of the coronation ritual, the future Alpha King must confess a regret or acknowledge a loss that shaped his path to leadership."

My heart skipped a beat. The cursed silver in my blood seemed to pulse harder.

Mateo's voice carried across the ceremonial grounds. "Elder Andrew, may I reach out to someone directly?"

The Elder nodded, surprise evident on his ancient face. No Alpha had ever made such a request during their coronation.

Without hesitation, Mateo pulled out his phone. The entire audience fell silent.

My phone rang.

The other patients turned to stare as my ringtone broke the silence of the treatment center.

I made a show of muting my phone and quickly ran into the bathroom.

My hands shook as I answered, knowing thousands of wolves across the country were watching this moment.

"When you left me because you couldn't handle being an Alpha's mate anymore," his voice was cold enough to freeze blood, "did you ever regret it?"

I looked down at my treatment bill - another month of moonwort infusions that would drain my savings. A bitter smile crossed my lips.

"Mateo, since you're so powerful now, could you lend me 500,000 for the treatment?"

The line went dead instantly.

On screen, Mateo's face hardened into a mask of ice. His golden Alpha eyes flashed dangerously as he addressed the crowd:

"Now I