Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth Novels & Stories

He has grown up now and as time passed by, I could see my face clearly from him. “I really missed my son,” I uttered between my tears. Cassandra is still the same. Her mouth widened, eyes still on me. “I am not dreaming? Is that really you, Alpha James? You're alive?” I looked at her, nodding my head. “I'm not just alive, but I am back, Cassandra.” Cassandra's legs tremble. She sat on the couch, slapping her face. “It was not a dream! You're back, Alpha James. You are truly back!”

However, I have been missing him terribly and I wished he would come and find me very soon. If only I was obedient to him, maybe, my life would be a little different, and no infant should suffer because of my poor choices. Thinking about my daughter again made me feel sick! I was not a good daughter, and in the end, I became a bad mother to my child. The feeling of regret rushed through me and I felt like vomiting! Everything was my fault! As an Alpha’s daughter, it was expected to marry someone with a reputable background. What the hell was I thinking back then? Why did I even consider rebelling against my father’s wishes?

Wrapping his whole body around mine when I curled into a ball from the pain. Punching a wall with red-rimmed eyes when the doctors shook their heads and said they couldn't find a cause. Back then, I thought he was heartbroken over my bad luck, that I'd simply been born a fragile Omega. Now I realized he'd probably been documenting my suffering to send to the group chat for their entertainment. I stared at the crack in the ceiling and almost laughed. I'd told him long ago that if an Alpha marked me, my body would improve.

As the crystal pulsed in my palm, I pricked my finger with a tiny silver needle I had hidden in my sleeve. A drop of blood landed on the crystal, and dark smoke came from its surface. The connection opened immediately, and I smiled. At last. “It’s me,” I whispered. “The Fireheart has awakened.” The crystal glowed brighter. After two minutes, dark letters slowly appeared across its surface and formed one word, a letter at a time. I KNOW. A chill ran down my spine. Even after all these weeks, communicating with him still terrified me. He was so powerful. “The Alpha’s curse is becoming weaker because of her. She’s helping him.”

"This statue was an offering to the Alpha King from a non-native witch years ago. I sensed something was wrong with it and proceeded to look into it. "Once a target's hair is inserted into the statue, the caster and the target will have their fates switched." My hair stood on end. In my previous life, Sylvia had always been sickly and was constantly coughing. After Dad took her in, her health improved significantly. Now I understand why. Meanwhile, despite being in my prime, my health deteriorated after forming the mate bond. No wonder I'd always blundered during the trials. I had trained hard day and night, yet to no avail.

Elena's voice held no judgment, only curiosity. "Because I'm not, really." The confession came easier than I'd expected. Marcus stopped walking, turning to face me with those eyes of his that seemed to understand more than the surface story. "I heard the Alpha found his fated mate. I'm sorry. That must be difficult." "It's the way of things." I forced a smile, trying to ignore the ache in my chest. "Fated bonds are sacred. I won't stand in the way of that." "Still," he said gently, "you deserve better than to be set aside like you're nothing."

But if an alpha has a strong tether to life by the proxy of his beta, then he would have a higher chance of awakening instead of losing himself to his primal nature. I sighed, I was momentarily lost in thought and I strayed of course. I shook my head gently to regain my focus and then I continued, “I was weak and my father was even weaker due to his illness, Donovan was a powerful wolf and I stood no chance. By the time my father realized what was happening, it was already too late.” I took in a deep breath and I felt Esme pat my back to console me. I gritted my teeth, I've been living with the regret of being weak for a long time and I still did. I hated being weak and these memories filled

I said thinking of the right way to begin my story. " So go ahead, this place is well confined. I would be between the both of us" he assured. " I want revenge" I stated…. the word came out before I could realize it. " How, why …what happened that you desperately need revenge?" He asked " Because Leo betrayed me after I made him my alpha" " How is that possible when he isn't your alpha yet" How can I explain this to Nick without sounding crazy " I was reborn" " Reborn, how is that possible when you are still here" Nick already sounds confused.

This place… This was the banquet. The mandatory gathering, that all Alphas were required to attend once in a year. My throat went dry. I swallowed hard, my ears ringing as memories surged forward, aligning themselves with horrifying clarity. If I was calculating it correctly, this was five years before the day I was betrayed. My breathing slowed as the realization settled, heavy and undeniable. I had been reborn. I forced my hands to remain still at my sides, even as my pulse raced. The moon goddess… She really answered me.

"You see, son, why the Alpha became the way he did was because he was full of regrets. He regretted his actions towards his mate. If he had accepted her and not sent her away, he would have been able to protect her and prevented a lot of things. However, his regret became tenfold when he later realized what he had done when he went berserker. It consumed him so much that he could not live on and ended up killing himself. But the deed had been done. He had destroyed half of the werewolf world and left the other half in a terrible state." "Son, I don't know why you didn't let us know about her being your mate, but one thing that I know is that what you are doing now, because of the regret you