Novel & Cerita Alpha's Regret After She Kneels

He didn't speak or move. My legs suddenly refused to hold me. For years I had stood before this pack as their Alpha, now I sank to the floor like a broken man. I didn't care that an Alpha wasn't supposed to fall apart. I buried my face in my hands. "I failed her...I failed Ruby." Inside my head, my wolf stirred with grief. A deep, aching grief that mirrored my own. “We failed her.” His voice sounded hoarse. “She was our mate.” I squeezed my eyes shut. "I know."

I listened to it and let it move through me and did not flinch. Then came the moment. Hazel looked at Antonio first, as protocol required. The Alpha spoke first in rejections—it was his right, as the one who had found the fated mate, to initiate. "Alpha Antonio Greenwood," Hazel said, her voice carrying through the silent hall, "do you come before this gathering of your own free will, to dissolve the bond between yourself and your chosen mate, Annabella Hills?" The silence that followed was ordinary at first. The kind of pause that happens before a ritual response, a breath of collected formality.

The only thing she can do is to get better for Kayla, for her son, for herself, and for whatever lay ahead. The ride back to his pack was heavy with silence. Alpha Damien stared out the window, lost in thought. The image of Stephanie lying on the hospital bed replayed in his mind, bringing with it a flood of memories and regrets. He couldn't shake the guilt gnawing at him. His past actions had hurt her deeply, and seeing her in such a vulnerable state had forced him to confront the reality of his behavior.

Her first time leaving had been my fault, and this time felt like my fault as well. If I had been more honest with my feelings… Would that even have mattered though? She had a child with someone else. Someone she was engaged to. Standing in that doorway, I had no idea what to do, where to go. What was I supposed to do now? A soft voice cleared her throat behind me. I turned to see a young woman in a lab coat. She was holding a piece of paper tightly folded as small as it could go. “I’m sorry, Alpha,” she said.

“Katherine are you sure you can stay in this meeting?“ The Alpha threw the question to his mate, she shook her head in agreement, stared at him briefly with her sad and emotionless face then looked away again, like he didn't exist. The whole scenery and atmosphere was starting to annoy him because he came into the Alpha house to expose Tahlia and grinda. But now with everything going on he couldn’t wrap his head around it yet. “Alpha please … I’m begging you to… To…pardon my daughter…!.... Ohoooo… she has suffered enough for her evil deeds, I can’t even look at her right now .. it’s all my fault” the older man kneeling begged, tears flowing freely from his eyes.

Ignoring the sharp pain in her knees, she forced herself into a kneeling position, her whole body trembling with the effort, and her head hanging low. "Please... please, Alpha," she whispered, tears flowing freely down her cheeks as she looked up at him, her voice barely audible. "Forgive me... I acted out of line. I promise, it won't happen again. I'll do anything... anything you ask..." Alpha Killian finally leaned back in his chair, watching her with an unyielding expression. He didn't seem moved by her tears, only more annoyed. "You'll do anything, you say?" he asked coldly, a small hint of a smirk tugging at his lips. He tapped his fingers on the chair, his eyes narrowing. "If you truly

And still… nothing. “I should’ve let you starve,” she muttered. But the lie tasted bitter. --- Flashbacks flickered behind her eyes— “Are the stars really that far?” “Farther than you can walk.” “Will I ever see them?” “I’ll bring you music to drown the screams.” She touched her stomach. Empty. Still. But her heart beat defiant. “Chains won’t keep me silent,” she whispered. --- In the war room, the new Alpha’s council erupted in shouts.

When it came it came quiet — no scream, no collapse, only my breath tearing and my eyes filling and going over while I knelt there, because there was nothing left for my hands to do and nowhere to put any of it. I don’t recall how long I knelt there for but sounds of footsteps soon filled the hallway, more than one set, running. Voices climbing over each other. “The Alpha’s coming!” And nearer: “Somebody find her mother, now!” A nurse reached the doorway with her hand over her mouth and came no closer. A face behind hers, then another, the corridor filling fast with people who didn’t yet know what they were coming to see. I looked down at my hands. Tea, and the blue mug in pieces across the

The table in front of me was laden with roast pig and venison and glistening vegetables, but I didn’t have much of an appetite. Even if I did, I wouldn’t have had much time to eat. Because the line of people waiting to pay their respects to their new Alpha was literally trailing out the door. Viona settled into the seat beside me, her black gown swishing around her ankles as she got comfortable. “I still can’t believe this is real,” she whispered, leaning in. I smiled, about to respond when the first group approached the dais: a family consisting of a father, a mother, and two teenagers. They all bowed deeply, and I smiled, gesturing for them to rise.

Alpha Alphonso hit the table, “do you think I care? Come here and kneel.” “No.” Alpha Ciandra said fiercely she didn’t do anything to kneel. And also, if she had, she wouldn’t do so. Who did he think he was? Alpha Alphonso approached her, her eyes found themselves on his legs and she couldn’t miss the bulging on his trouser. “Your son is missing and you are horny?” Alpha Ciandra couldn’t believe the man. “I am good at lots of things and one of them is not giving a shit. Alpha Ciandra, when I say kneel I mean it.