Novel & Cerita Alpha's Regret After My Death

"I don't know what happened between you two, and I won't pry. But I know the signs of a broken bond when I see them. And Wren... I'm worried about him. About both of you." Tears pricked my eyes. I blinked them back furiously. "He rejected me, Alpha. On my twenty-first birthday, when the bond manifested, he looked at me with horror and told me I was like a sister to him. That the bond meant nothing. So whatever's happening to him now, whatever pain he's in—he chose it." The words hung in the air between us. Marcus's expression shifted from curiosity to understanding to something that looked like grief. "Ah," he said softly. "I see."

“Miss, perhaps you should step aside. Before the smell gets worse.” “Yes, please,” a younger woman added, fanning herself. “Some of us are trying to breathe here.” The laughter was deafening now. Leslie tried to speak but nothing came out. Her throat was closing. Her eyes were burning. She looked at Tony one more time. He wasn’t even looking at her anymore. He’d turned back to the cameras, that perfect smile plastered on his face again. “Go home, Leslie, the Northern Territory Alphas are watching.” he said quietly. Coldly. “And don’t come out until you figure out how not to embarrass me.”

Cliché but true. Adriana had concluded that if she had to be on the run for the rest of her life to protect her child from Niklaus then she would. Without hesitation. She had one regret though. She regretted not telling Celine she was pregnant. She regretted not calling Celine to tell her what she had seen at Niklaus’s mansion that day. She would have known what to do. She regretted not even calling Celine to ask how her writer's retreat in California had been going. Most of all she regretted not telling her best friend she was starting a new life in a foreign city she had never been to. Celine would have helped pick out a new name for a new identity. And that regret and guilt went on to sit

Hurt began to bloom but I squashed it out quickly, my feelings were inconsequential at the moment. “How else?” He asked with a dry chuckle that was completely devoid of humour. “This title as Alpha, Maya. This title is a blessing and a curse that runs through my veins. It has brought so many deaths with it and I know I was raised to be an Alpha but I keep waiting for when the deaths become easier...seeing the people you love die for nothing.” He trailed off, again lost in his head. I wanted to stop breathing, my breath sounded too loud to my ears.

Maya said through the mind link. “Regret huh? Everyone does that; they regret taking a piece that can’t be replaced in someone’s life. Nothing would replace my father’s love. I needed him while I was growing up, but he f******g killed me, so tell me, why won't he regret doing that when he lost his position as the Alpha to the woman he killed her father?” “Let’s just go see him,” she whispered softly in my head. I scoffed. “Go see him after everything I said, huh?”

she said. “Please, forgive her,” said Albert. “She is truly sorry. She has carried the weight of her guilt with her all through her time in the Highlands until she came here.” “How did you leave there? Did you piss off the almighty Alpha Jaxon?” I asked. “No,” she said. “He did in the fall of last year and his oldest son became the new Alpha.” “Oh, so that beast finally died. What a bastard,” I said without sympathy. I remembered how the wicked Alpha treated me in his palace and my stomach was knotted with humiliation as those awful memories flashed through my mind. I hoped that monster died a slow painful death. He didn’t deserve a peaceful rest at all.

“Forgive me, Alpha. I spoke out of turn. I thought perhaps you were working early because you had seen what the newspapers said.” “What did they say?” I pushed. Beta had a newspaper under his arm. He always read at his desk first thing in the morning as he enjoyed his coffee. He hesitated now, in sharing it, but after I gave him a pointed look, he relented. He walked the newspaper over to me, then flattened it on my desk. When I read the headline, my stomach dropped. Back from the Dead, Alpha Julian’s Ex to Marry Alpha Roman. She told me she didn’t want to marry him…? Had they reconnected after I left her house?

"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

I feel bad and constantly hold myself responsible for their deaths. Even though I tried so hard, I occasionally couldn't fall asleep. I'm haunted by memories of Alpha Giovanni. As they were so young and loved and cared for me, the deaths of the three Alphas left me feeling incredibly heartbroken. Even though Amoux expressed regret for what he did, it's too simple to say that I should forget everything. Even his sincere regret didn't change the fact that I caused the deaths of the three Alphas. His apologies were ineffective in bringing them back to life.

He was going to lose her. At this point the mighty Alpha had been reduced to nothing but prayers as he bawled his eyes out like a baby, his heart heavy with so much sorrow and regret. Perhaps he should have asked that they stay in the basement instead… maybe if they had, all of this would not have happened. He knew it was too late to be lamenting and regretting decisions past, but he could not seem to help himself— he could not even stop if he tried. But there was one thing that was at the back of his mind, even though his distress was not thinking about it. Why was she not turning back into her human form? Wolves almost always died in their human form—