Romans & histoires Alpha’s Regret After Putting Me In Jail

And what had I done to earn that title? Trust me, I did not kill the alpha, fuck his luna, or take her so many Birkins and channel bags. All I did was refuse to let the Alpha’s son touch me ever again. That was my crime. I stood my ground against him, and this is where it got me—chained and left to rot in a prison designed for monsters. Still ignoring me, Jason stood, his gaze locked on the stone wall as if he were calculating something, then he raised his brow at the ceiling.

Breathing the same air? I almost laughed. Except it wasn’t funny. Knock. I lifted my head to see Janna leaning against the doorframe. She smiled too sweetly. “So it’s true. They really stuck you here.” “Don’t sound so excited,” I muttered. “I’m not,” she said softly, stepping inside. “I just wanted to check if you’re… okay.” “I’m fine,” I lied. "Wait, do you know them too? I mean the Alphas?"

“It’s not all I need. It’s not even close.” His jaw locked. He didn’t answer. “You’re not a murderer,” I said. “But you’re lying like one.” He exhaled a bitter laugh that didn’t reach his eyes. “Lying’s easier than watching her face every time I close my eyes.” “She trusted you.” “I know.” “You were her Beta. She defended you, even when no one else would.” He flinched. “And now you rot in a cell for a crime you didn’t commit. Why?”

I said, though every fiber of my being screamed to stay, to try once more to bridge the chasm between us. She didn't ask me to stay. She simply watched as I turned to leave, her green eyes following me to the door. "Goodnight, Alexander," she whispered as I stepped into the hallway. I paused, wanting to say something—anything—that might make a difference. But what words could possibly undo years of neglect and betrayal? "Goodnight, Aurora," I replied, and forced myself to walk away. I returned to the Alpha's den close to midnight, the empty halls echoing with my solitary footsteps. Without thinking, I found myself in the dining area, where a pack member had left my evening meal warming by th

"I'm not coming home so you might as well take care of your sick daughter-in-law. And do well to stop calling me. Or I'll be forced to block your number. Bye." I hang up, returning my phone to my pocket. A sad aura takes over me as I'm reminded once again of what agony and misery my life has turned into. Ever since Alexa walked out of my life, I've barely been able to get it together. Sure, I married Letty. Became Alpha, and then shortly after that, Father died. Letty and I have a beautiful daughter, who I adore with all my heart. My people love me and my Pack is running smoothly. But I'm not okay. Giving up on my love for Alexa remains my greatest mistake.

My throat worked hard, and I glanced at Hailey, clinging to my arm. Hailey wasn't only the woman who'd saved my life in the fire. She was carrying my own flesh and blood now. My hesitation lasted only a second. But that one second was more than enough for Sera. "Alpha." Sera gave a cold, sarcastic laugh. "You're as pathetic as ever." Alpha. She called me Alpha. Now she wouldn't even say my name. A suffocating ache hit me. I still wanted to explain something, when a clear, childish voice came from behind.

he said coldly, “you pretend to apologize and say thanks, and then you go ahead with begging for your gains. You tackled me in the fucking mud because that is who you are. You don’t do anything unless you are getting something out of it, do you? Was this your another attempt to piss me off without making it obvious?” Unable to do anything but fume in anger, I flipped around and stormed out of there. After leaving the pack house, I got inside the car waiting for me a bit away from the entrance. I took a seat in the backseat, covered in mud, without a word with a dejected look on my face. Mr. Olsen glanced at me through the rear- view mirror with a smile on his face, “How did it go? Was Alpha

“The Alpha’s case is not even a debate. It is clear that he intends to play around with the policemen trying to put him down, no one is batting an eye to the case anymore. After the first and second rounds of hearing, the Alpha pleaded not guilty and should have been released immediately but… When the court was about to be adjourned, he suddenly lifted his hand in the air, and said that he was open to having a medical evaluation. His lawyer, Maverick, was against it, causing a commotion in the courtroom.” “The Chief Judge had no choice but to postpone the hearing for another two days. Hopefully, the third hearing should bear some fruit but since the Alpha keeps shooting himself in the leg, a

It was as if she, too, was trapped in this web of secrets and lies. Finally, we arrived at the prison house, and Ryan opened the door, his gaze fixed on me. His voice, barely above a whisper, reached my ears, "I'm sorry." In that moment, I could see the regret etched on his face, a silent plea for forgiveness. I nodded, mustering a faint smile. Deep down, I knew Ryan would do anything to protect me from this pain, but perhaps fear held him back. Fear of the consequences, fear of going against the Alpha's orders. It was a heavy burden to bear, and I couldn't fault him for it.