Alpha's Regret After My Death Novels & Stories

Within eighteen years, if I could make one of the four Alphas fall in love with me, I would be resurrected in my original human world. Eighteen years. Four men. Not one. Fate, it seemed, had already decided I didn't deserve to live. I turned and walked away, pulling out the wolfsbane I had prepared. The acrid, bitter stench of it filled my nostrils. Burning. Toxic. The scent of death. Freya, no. Snow's voice whimpered inside my head. My wolf. My other half. The only warmth I had known in this world. Please. Don't do this.

"Leaving the rear guard stranded." "Relax," the second man said. He flicked his cigarette butt into the brush. "We called it in. The retrieval team is an hour out. Besides, no one is following us. The Alpha is dead. The mercenaries are busy picking their teeth with the Council guards." "I heard the black wolf took a dose of the liquid bane," the third man laughed. "He was drooling on himself when we left. Pathetic." The rage that exploded in my chest was white hot. It blinded me for a second.

Alpha Regis's passing would ignite a power struggle, and Ryker's ambitions would be unstoppable. Elisa and Elijah rushed to the Alpha's chamber, their hearts heavy with grief. The door creaked open, revealing a scene that would haunt them forever. Alpha Regis lay motionless on his bed, his once-strong frame now still and pale. Elisa's legs buckled, and she collapsed beside him, cradling his hand in hers. Tears streamed down her face as she whispered, "Father... no, please don't leave me." Her body shook with sobs, mourning the loss of the man who had guided and protected her.

In the world of Alphas, where egos often clashed, we had managed to maintain a steadfast bond that transcended any obstacle. I couldn’t help but reflect on Alex’s journey after his parents were killed during a rogue attack when we were just sixteen. Stepping up as Alpha amid tragedy, he faced numerous challenges, including his uncle’s opposition. He managed to rebuild his pack from the ground up, staying true to his ideals. Together with Sean and me, he founded a successful company and took over his late father’s other ventures. Beneath his smile lay the pain of his past, hidden from most.

"The Supreme Alpha has just gone to his bedroom after overseeing the final stages of the rites. And he also announced that Margaret's burial would be in two days." I clicked my tongue and tilted my head, a gesture that had become my signature expression of disgust over the years. "Oh, my poor father," I said, my voice taking on a tone of fake sympathy. "I can't believe he just shot himself in the foot like that, thinking he's transferring the mark from Margaret to Emma. I wonder how exactly he would feel if he found out that his precious granddaughter is not the bearer but mine is. I'm sure he would collapse." I let out another laugh.

"Are you the patient's family? His condition is critical. We need you to sign." I shook my head. "No. We were never mated." I turned and walked away. Behind me, I heard Zane crying. That night, the ward called. Zane was dead. Everything between us played back in my mind. He went from the boy who used to follow me around calling my name, to the ruthless, cold-blooded Alpha he became. For a moment, I almost believed he had turned back into that boy who only knew how to follow me around. I cut the mating gown to shreds with my scissors.

Darius‚ who had been lowering himself into his chair‚ went completely still. The words hit me somewhere deep. Because Gertrude wasn't talking about some abstract idea. She was talking about me. The real me. The woman who was strapped to a table every two weeks while they took her blood. The woman who died on an operating table while her husband sat in a meeting about territory borders. I wanted to scream. I wanted to slam my hands on the table and tell this entire room exactly who I was. Instead‚ I smiled. "I appreciate the warm welcome‚" I said. "Really. Nothing says pack unity like accusing your Alpha of killing his first wife within ten seconds of meeting the second one."

“Before I forget myself and do something we’ll both regret.” For a moment, Noah looked as though he might refuse—like he might open his mouth and try to convince me otherwise. But then, slowly, he pushed himself to his feet and strode toward the door without a word. He left without looking back. Only once he was gone did I let out the breath I had been holding. I sank down onto the edge of the bed, clutching my robe closed with shaking hands. It would all be over soon, I told myself. Soon, I would finally be free—free to put this pack and its heartbreaks behind me for good, and return to my own pack as the rightful Alpha.

Not hurt or implicated. “Oh, I haven’t thought you would still be in favor of your Beta! Alpha Zero smirked and throw a spit at the body of my former Beta. “No! You’re wrong Alpha Zero, he wasn’t supposed to end like that!. He should be in jail to contemplate for his mistakes until his last dying breath.” “It was not yours to decide, it was mine! I am the King! My outburst was clear, Alpha Zero have disrespected me. But we both know it wasn't just about that. Because deep inside of me there is still a tiny bit of feeling which regretted for Matias's sudden death.

The Alpha’s voice now heavy with a burden. “I told you how I had lost my Wife when Vida was young. She was trying to bear me another Child, a Son so we had hoped… They Both died that day, the boy never got to take a breath. I held them in my arms for hours. Everything was breaking apart around me, my whole world came crashing down. One moment you’re the luckiest man alive and in the next you got nothing left but a small child depending on you. I went to the Black market hoping to find a potion or some kind of spell to bring them back, but all hope was lost. I was so mad with myself, with the world around me. I didn’t know how to fight my own anger and I done the worst thing possible.” A smal