Alpha's Regret: False Mate, True Luna novel Chapter 72

1 was stunned and turned back: “Pro…professor?”

Mark gave a brief “Mm.”

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

All the guests remaining at the banquet widened their eyes, looking at this man in a gray suit with calm eyes and brows, unable to believe their eyes.

They looked at each other, some even exclaiming in low voices: “…Is that Colton? THE Mark Colton?”

-Mark, the most renowned healer in the entire werewolf world.

He was someone all Alphas dreamed of befriending.

It was said his healing abilities were miraculous – he could stabilize even rampaging Alphas with a single treatment. There were even rumors that the Royal Werewolf Court had personally sent envoys three times to invite him to become a royal healer, all of which he had politely declined.

But these were only superficial.

Those who truly understood his background knew even more clearly:

Mark’s family had once been part of the ancient royal bloodline, among the first members of the high council that established werewolf law. Even though Mark had long since withdrawn from the power vortex, no one dared to underestimate him in the slightest.

Such an important figure had actually come to attend such a small birthday banquet?

Grandmother was also stunned to see Mark, but after recovering, she quickly rose to greet him.

Mark was typically aloof, but he maintained respect for elders worthy of honor.

le quickly approached, helped my grandmother sit down, and said: “No need to get up, please sit.”

Grandmother sat down and said: “Professor Colton, your presence is an honor for our family.”

You’re too kind.” Mark sat beside her, then had Milo hand him the gift, which he personally presented to grandmother, showing full respect and giving her

remendous face.

Moreover, when you choose your own path, that’s when you truly understand what regret means.

The fear was of completely sinking after encountering setbacks, stubbornly immersing oneself in darkness and being unable to emerge.

Fortunately, after my period of decline, I hadn’t continued choosing to bury myself.

Now hearing Mark say this, grandmother finally felt completely at ease: “Good, good.”

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