Alpha’s Regret After Putting Me In Jail นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I’m curious. It’s the most interesting thing that’s happened in a really long time.” “Why don’t you ask Mrs. Creepy Psychic over there? She seems to know way more than she should.” “She won’t tell,” he says lightly. “She’s no fun.” “You do know you’re in a prison cell, right?” I mutter. He ignores that completely. “Why did you stab the Alpha?” “Because I wanted to.” A pause. “So you risked being caught, imprisoned, and executed because you wanted to?” I nod, then remember he can’t see me.

on the ground. His hands trembled violently. I chuckled darkly. “Weak,” I muttered, unsheathing my dagger. In one swift motion, I drove the blade into the second prisoner’s throat. His eyes bulged, blood spurting from his mouth as he choked on his own breath. He collapsed beside the first man, writhing in agony. I wiped the blood from my dagger with a cloth and turned toward the remaining prisoner. “Looks like your prayers weren’t answered,” I mused. He let out a strangled sob, barely able to move as his body shook violently. I crouched beside him, gripping his hair and forcing his head up. His breath was ragged, his face pale. “Tell me,” I whispered, my voice eerily calm, “do you regret yo

My eyes went to his right away. "Yes," I answered him softly as I slowly nodded. As I was about to lower my head, feeling shy. I felt myself uncontrollably begin to blush. The alpha again spoke to me. "Why didn't I listen to you in jail?" he said. My eyes went to his right away. Preventing thealpha from stepping onto the pointed object. He now knew I was telling thetruth 8 months ago. Tears immediately filled my eyes.

Like lead on your tongue—except it travels all the way to your heart and refuses to leave, no matter how much you want to shake it away. Even after every piece of bullshit she has done, he is still worried about her. What a joke. I look up at him, and without mincing words, I ask, “What do you think will happen to your beloved, Alpha?” Our eyes meet, and I feel that darkness again. The urge… The crazy urge to bring him down. To break him. To make him realize what he is doing to me. “She will get what she deserves,” I continue. “She claims to have graduated from a reputable university, yet she still chooses to go against one of the most basic, yet extremely important rules in our line. The ho

The taste of bile rose in my throat as I remembered the cold cell, the leering guards, the feeling of utter helplessness. “You okay?” Viona whispered, her hand brushing mine as we walked into the lounge. I nodded tightly, but inside I was berating myself all over again. Seeing him in the flesh like this just reawakened those memories, and I still felt like a fool for letting his Beta and guards take me into custody that day. How could I have been so careless? So naive? No wonder no one took me seriously as an Alpha.

she murmured to no one. A guard snorted. “Tell that to the Alpha. You’re just another rat in his trap.” --- Outside, Alexander stood on the crumbled balcony, fingers curled around the rail. “Who was that girl?” asked Beta Marcus. “Felix’s bastard,” Alexander said without turning. “Pretty. Dangerous. Want me to—?” “No.” His voice was low. “Let her rot.” --- In the cell, Melodie curled into herself. He had looked straight at her. And still… nothing.

Marcus stood with his arms crossed, his earlier concern already gone. I laughed. It came out broken and bitter. "What if I told you Celeste was the one who hired those rogues? What if I told you she was the one who ordered them to drag me into the Dark Woods? I was the one they tore the clothes off. I was the one they held down while I screamed. I was the one they left bleeding in the dirt." Celeste went pale. The four Alphas exchanged glances.

The shock of being imprisoned for months had worn off, but the pain persisted in my heart, an ache I could never get rid of. Memories of being wrongfully accused and locked up for an offense that I didn't commit came flooding back. The injustice continued to hurt, and my soul was consumed by the resentment of Ava who I had trusted for betraying me. And now here I was, trapped once more, but this time for defying Ava, the thief who had taken my mate Noah's Alpha position.

“Congratulations to you both.” “Good.” The Alpha nodded. “Now off you go.” He really didn't see me as anything. The thought made me mourn for myself and my unborn baby. At that moment, his Beta strode into the room. His expression was grave and when our eyes met, he gave me a look filled with great mistrust. I found this difficult to understand. His usual way was ignoring my existence, what could I have done to him? The sorrow I felt was so overwhelming that I couldn't bring myself to figure out what was up with him. I hurried out of their sights as Alpha Damian began questioning Beta Karl, carrying my broken heart with me.

I asked bluntly. “Regret,” he shrugged. “Letting you go was the biggest mistake of my life. I hoped that if…if I showed you how much I missed you. And that I respected you…” “You hoped I’d take you back?” He nodded. “Yeah.” I studied his face. It was sincere. This Liam was SO different than the Alpha Liam I remembered. He was honest and apologetic. Sympathetic even. My attitude softened a bit. I supposed his intentions were in the right place.