After She's Terminal The Alpha Regrets Novels & Stories

I spent years finding ways to break the curse but it just led me to nothing. “Do you really think you can kill an Alpha?” I gritted my teeth. “I’ve had a couple of missions that involved life and death situations and killing an Alpha would not be that hard. Trust me.” “He’s the Alpha of the biggest and most powerful pack, Sette. What do you have against him?” “How about my sixteen years of blood, sweat, and tears?” I asked her sarcastically.

Selina and I exchanged a knowing look and she stormed out of my office. “What's the situation now?” I asked in a deep and steadfast voice. “We were able to suture the stab so in weeks she should be good as new,” He announced, locking eyes with me. Relied flowed freely and I felt the apprehension dissipate. What a great day to be alive. “But there's something else, Alpha.” Whenever there was a but, I knew the next words were never going to be nice. “What's that?” “She may not live for long.” ***

There’s been zero interaction between us. “You’re not the only one with hawk eyes, you know. I’ve seen how he’s been acting. Plus, I might’ve heard a little something from a little birdie—” “What little birdie?” She doesn’t get to respond before Alpha Xander cuts in. “We need to go,” he whispers in her ear, but not low enough because I heard it. “I have to go, but before you make any decisions, remember that second chances can sometimes change your life for the better. You just have to lower your guard a little.” She gives me another hug before Alpha Xander gently pulls her toward their car.

Alpha Alex said in his ominous tone of voice as he crept his lips into the shiny wine glass, bit by bit. I exhaled heavily, trying to restrain myself from exploding. My body shifted until it was leaning gently against the sofa. And my not-so-controllable facial expression bore witness to this theater of hate. “Oh, of course. Killing you is the ultimate dream, Alpha,” I retorted with a loud laugh. There was no fear in my tone. “Just remember that I often give you a chance to live. If it wasn't for Grace forbidding me to kill you, you'd be hanging out with your warriors in the afterlife right now.”

She begged continuously. Why was she acting like the world was going to end? I don't even understand what her drama was about and I can't listen to her anymore. Was she talking about the fact that I am saying I won't marry the alpha or what? "What exactly are you talking about? What did you hear?" I retorted, "You know what? Why don't you just get the hell up and talk to me?" She stood up, "The thing is, the Alpha is our only hope of survival. We must have gone crazy to go against him like that. I regret it. I regret it so much!"

I yelled at the top of my lungs. I had indeed thought about letting Talia die. Yes, every time I was drunk, I wished she would just die. But now when the thought of actually losing her struck me, my heart twisted with immense pain. The attending doctor appeared in front of me, looking exhausted. "Alpha Damon, I did my best. I’m sorry..." "What do you mean? I’m sorry! The last time I saw her, she was fine," I grabbed the doctor by the collar. "It’s you, it’s your lack of medical skill... you killed her!"

lunaria stopped talking as she wanted to throw up before she stopped and took in deep breaths. Sarah stepped forward, pretending to be concerned. “Are you okay? Come with me. I’ll help you.” Lunaria nodded weakly, leaning on Sarah for support. Sarah guided her out of the crowded room and up the stairs, her heart racing. She led Lunaria to a room at the far end of the hall—a room that belonged to Alpha Griffin, who was already dead. Once inside, Sarah gently lowered Lunaria onto the floor. Lunaria looked around, her eyes dazed and unfocused. She tried to speak, but her words were slurred.

I step out of her jeep, and she pulls out before I can properly shut the door. I stand there a few seconds until I can no longer see her Jeep and hear a chuckle from behind me. I turn and it’s Alpha Terrence, he shakes his head, “Alpha Christov, perhaps she is just too old for you, set in her ways and has her own agenda, she is an Alpha and you seem to be looking for a Luna, someone who will be submissive for you." He raises his hands to me in surrender, “Sorry, I shouldn’t get involved, it’s none of my business.” He opens the door to his car, and I cock a brow at him, “leaving so soon, I thought it was your night to observe the club?”

The doctor said and walked out in disappointment. She had expected a lot from the Alpha. He was supposed to be that compassionate leader who would do anything to save all, but it appeared he was not. She picked up her belongings, intending to depart. She got to the door but paused before she spoke, "I'm sorry, Alpha, if I've spoken out of turn. I know I'm not in position to tell you what to do with your guests. I've tried in earnest as a doctor, and nothing was working. You're now the only one who can save her, and the decision is yours. But remember, there's little time left. She's running out of time." The doctor warned, and Sage looked away.

Ezra, who was standing by the desk, dragged a stool to my desk. Alpha Nelson cleared his throat. “I came because it is very very important,” he said I looked at Mira, she was silent, staring at her lap. I scoffed mentally. “What is very very important?,” I asked. Alpha Nelson paused “I want to apologize for almost ripping out your daughter's throat, I had warned her many times, and I am sure my Beta will have told you that I would take responsibility for her treatment,” I said. “No, Alpha, you don't need to apologize. I should be apologizing, I am thankful that she didn't die, but now that she might carry that scar around. Nobody will want to mate with her,” he said softly, almost pitiful.