Alpha Regret Novels & Stories

At some point, he began to give himself some pep talk and this led him to yell that he shouldn't be afraid of anyone no matter what they claim to be. Beta listens attentively to his Alpha, as usual, trying to analyze if there is a threat or not. Beta Valor us that kind of person you will love to have as your team assistance head. It wouldn't be a bad idea if you get to allow him to make decisions for you because he is detailed, thorough, unbiased in judgment, and never quick to anger. Even when you make him blow off a fuse, he just smiles at the end while thinking of how to get everything sorted. He plans, strategies before executing his plan. He is the complete opposite of his Alpha Hayes,

I started. Rebecca grabbed my shoulders. "Listen to me. Alpha is not human anymore. He is what they made Thomas into but perfected. No humanity left to exploit. No programming to hack. Just mission objectives and weapons. He was designed specifically to kill you and everyone you love. You stand and fight, you die. Simple as that." "Then we all leave," Albert decided. "Evacuate everyone. Regroup somewhere—" "No time. Alpha's team moves fast. They will catch anyone who runs now." Rebecca was already moving, pulling weapons from places we did not know existed. "I stay. I slow them down. Buy you minutes. You take Grace and go. That is the priority."

he says, his fake little smile reappearing on his face. I clenched my teeth as he turned his back on me. What's the matter with him, as if he cares about me...? Alphas are Alphas; they believe that omegas are only for breeding, and they believe that they can reject anyone and choose the partner they want. Arther and Rage are the same; they both think highly of themselves, but I keep them by my side. To begin with, I am a total fool.

That was cold, he could've at least let me thank him for helping me that time. "What a dick." Daichi said, fixing up his tie. "They think just because they're alphas, they can strut around like their hot stuff, piss off." He yelled but they were probably too far to hear. Daichi is a beta and he's hated alphas for as long as I can remember but he's friends with some people who are alphas. He might hate alphas but in his words, "Only the Alphas who are too proud to distinguish right from wrong." Akito on the other hand is an alpha that he trusts, we all met in elemtary school but Daichi and I were friends first.

An alpha. "W-who are you?" I grabbed the metal that slipped my hand earlier. I don't know, but there's this menacing aura around him that is stopping me from looking elsewhere. This isn't good. I would be dead if he attacked me, I lost a lot of strength earlier. The gamma's still lying on the floor. Is he dead? "I asked you, who are you?" But again, he didn't answer me. He just stood there, staring intensely at me. I slowly pulled myself up, our eyes never left each other.

A name echoes from the depths, not my own, a title spoken in whispers and screams by a thousand voices: The World-Ender. And beneath the title, a single, coherent memory slams into me with the force of a freight train. I’m standing over the ruins of a different city, a different Instance, my hands dripping with something that isn’t blood, looking at a man with familiar, wary eyes. Liam Reed. He’s saying my name—my real name—and his voice is the only anchor in a world coming apart. The memory vanishes as quickly as it came, leaving me gasping on my knees in the white nothingness. But it left something behind. A scent. Not ozone, but something wilder. Pine and frost and furious, untamed power.

“Jasper, we can't choose Luther as the Alpha King. He's literally a walking red flag. Scarlet might die!” Jasper ignored her. His eyes were on mine. “By tradition, Luther is meant to be the next Alpha King. And nothing will stop him, not even you, Scarlet,” Jasper leaned forward, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips were set. “Are you in or are you out?” I fisted my hands at my sides. “I'm all in.” I felt like a chicken being led to the slaughter house but instead of fighting for freedom, I volunteered my death.

That was totally forbidden, although the only thing we had in common was the existence of the Alphas, Betas and Omegas, which was handled in the same way. In that balanced way. Nobody broke the rules and had control of some things, although it was not something that would last forever, there was always someone who damaged everything. One day I witnessed a battle between two wolf packs. It was night and everything around was dark, the only thing that illuminated the area was the moon. Of the two packs that were fighting place. I had heard that there was a rivalry to prove who was the stronger of the two, but what sparked that incident was that a member of one of them had caused a feud between

His wolf was clawing at him, growling at his lack of action, at not claiming what was theirs. “My name is Tasha. And yes, I do feel that same pull. Yes, the urges are a pain in the ass. And that’s exactly why you’re here—for the wrong reasons. Not because you truly want me, but because your wolf’s pushing you too hard and the urges are bugging you too much. Well that’s not good enough for me.” “I stepped down from Alpha.” She was so startled she couldn’t speak for a few seconds. “What?” “My old Beta is now Alpha.”

“You’re absolutely right, and I am deeply sorry about that. I wasn’t just thinking straight after I saw Em in pain, and when I heard your warning howl, I just... I wanted to help. I wanted to do something and that's why I react like that.” “Reacting without thinking is exactly your problem. Alpha Christian has been more than generous by turning a blind eye to what happened today, and trust me, the last thing I need is some hotshot outsider alpha coming into my house, making challenges, and stirring up trouble that could get my daughter killed.” Wait, what? Killed? What would I get killed over that? Isn’t he just being a little too dramatic? “It wasn’t a challenge,” Alex said quietly. “Then w