Alpha Regret Novels & Stories

Ava’s power prickled beneath her skin, reacting instinctively to the foreign energy around her. They entered the war hall—a circular chamber crowned with a dome of stained glass. The floor was polished dark wood, the walls lined with maps, weapon racks, and banners bearing the East Pack crest: a silver wolf with eyes like fire. And in the center stood Alpha Rhian. He was older than Ashton, but no less commanding. His silver-streaked hair was pulled back into a knot, and his eyes were piercing and strange—like moonlight through smoke. His presence quieted the room the moment they stepped inside.

Does it affect Kiel? Come to think of it, she already caught a glimpse of him holding back last night inside the car. And she can’t deny that it left her in a daze. How can Kiel, a recessive alpha, had that sweet scent? “President? Are you alright?” Only Devyn realized that she’s already making that irritated face again. “Miss Anna,” she called out. The young lady across from her jolted. “Yes, President?” “What will happen if a recessive alpha’s rut gets triggered?” she asked without even blinking.

could tell how much weight he'd lost and how empty his brown eyes looked. "Pay your respects to the Alpha, guard." Alan's voice broke into the brief silence the room sank into at Tybalt's arrival. My Beta drew the attention of Tybalt to himself but didn't even flinch at the death glare Tybalt sent his way once he took his eyes off me. The insulting way with which he said the last word was enough for a proud man like Tybalt to want to kill my Beta. Tybalt still had Alpha blood in him but as a Beta, it was part of Alan's nature and job not to cower regardless of the person he gets himself involved with. Alan merely stood and returned the glare. "Leave us," I commanded. Alan turned to look at

Kids that have gorgeous parents were lucky. “Is that the only thing you saw?” Sage asked. He’s mad at me for what I said. I tried not to be socially awkward and I didn’t focus on the alpha of the movie. “Calm down, Sage. That was just a comment,” Gelo said. “Before I calm down, let me tell you that the alpha is the worst person in this town. He makes rules that would favor his beta. The alpha kills anyone who steps in his way. Before you do anything in this town such as talking to the crazy human on your way, make sure you can defend your family and my brother.”

The Delta Leader sneered. "Fire? You went out and conveniently encountered a pack in chaos from a fire in the middle of autumn? A pack that didn't make any attempt to pursue their missing members?" Alpha Raguor's voice became colder and colder until the individuals in the room felt a shiver run down their spine. Gamma Jake felt alarmed by the growing frost in his Alpha's eyes. What was wrong with the alpha? Did he not like the way he captured the females? At this thought, his heart thumped in his chest and he drew back in trepidation. "Al...Alpha, is something the matter?"

Still recovering from a shift that had nearly torn him apart. Outside, Silvermark stretched beneath him. The pack grounds were alive. Wolves moved about their duties. Guards patrolled the paths. Somewhere below, someone laughed. Someone else barked an order. Life continued, steady and unaware. Like nothing had happened. Like he hadn’t collapsed. Like the Alpha hadn’t rejected him. Like a message hadn’t just been delivered demanding a death. Alvar. The name settled in his chest, heavy and familiar. The Cold Alpha of the North. His target.

Alpha Calvin This morning ended up being an absolute shit show, that prick of an Alpha lied through his stinking teeth to get us to help him and god knows how many other packs he told that lie to. I don't understand why he did it and I don't understand why he had a problem with his Beta's son being gay. Fuck I couldn't give a fuck what your sexual preference is, it doesn't define you and it certainly doesn't stop you from being a good person.

the guy said. “Oh, yes, please do,” Thea said, turning back to face him. “I’ll be in the front row. I can’t wait to watch him beat you into the ground.” “I’d win.” Thea laughed. “What pack are you from?” “Supermoon.” Alpha James of Supermoon was the Alpha that had a brain like Xavier’s. Thea fixed it at the Alpha meeting, but he’d lived his whole life being a sociopath. Supermoon was probably in shambles. This guy was proof of it.

“First, tell me why you don’t want to see him.” I hesitate. “I don’t know, but it just doesn’t sit well with me. It always feels like I’ve lost by agreeing to meet with him.” She sighs. “I get it. You want to distance yourself from the weak, manipulative Rylee you used to be. While I’m all for you keeping your individuality, that doesn’t mean you should forget who you are.” She pats my hand. “He’s Alvar, Alpha of the Dark Moon pack, and your people are in his hands. Now that you’re an Alpha, you have responsibilities to consider.”

I. "Nobody is going to touch you. Not while I'm around. They will all know that you're my mate; they can sense it, and no one likes to mess with another alpha's omega unless they're crazy. Trust me, darling. I'm not leaving you alone. Not this time. If they even try to touch you, I will rip their throat out." Allen raised an eyebrow. "What's up with alphas and wanting to rip throats out?" Sebestian chuckled. "Ripping another alpha's throat out means that they've won. You don't need to worry about it, darling."