Alpha's Regret: Hiding My Ex Husband's Twins Novels & Stories

Never had their faces leaned into mine. “If the twins belong to Alpha Vivian, they still aren't mine.” The words came out sharp. “Alpha Vivian is old enough to know who impregnate her, and it's definitely not me.” I forced the words out. That was what the world wanted to hear. To believe. How could an alpha bring himself to sleep with a lowly omega? That would be a taboo. Worse — she got pregnant for him. I mean, was that not why I tried to kill her?

I want to scream. ‘Listen up, you whore. He is not some rich lad striving to become an idol. He is a fucking Alpha and not some Alpha, he is responsible for your despair and ruins. You must forget about that stupid ride. It was an illusion. It cannot be real. FORGET IT!’ I try to inculcate a new reality in my system. It is harder than impossible. I don’t remember thinking about my ex-dead meat husband as much as I am thinking about the millisecond connection with the Alpha. Why am I still clinging to the reverie beyond me?

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.

Amidst her struggling, she found herself sighing in regret. Regret of ever falling in love with such a man, Regret of leaving her position as the Supreme Alpha’s wife, Regret of leaving her caring and doting husband behind, a man who loved her more than his life itself. Regret of abandoning everything just to be with this man…. this same man who was going to kill her now. If only she had known, she would have never believed any of his lies and allowed them to sway her. He had promised her heaven on earth but ended up showing her hell itself.

But the denial letter named it. Shadow Moon. The same pack that had closed the door on my collaboration request before it opened. And the Watson Alphas — had now done the same to the outcome of an experimental intervention on a four-year-old boy from Blue Moon, buried it so completely that a formal Alpha inquiry couldn't reach it.

"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.

And Antonio, who was perceptive about most things, had been completely, catastrophically blind to it. "He'll come to his senses," my mother said from her chair. "He publicly cancelled our claiming ceremony," I said. My voice came out flat. "In front of every senior pack family in the region. In front of three visiting Alphas. He sent trackers after his legally dissolved wife ten minutes after she walked out the door." I turned from the window. "Does that sound like someone in the process of coming to his senses?" My mother's expression was careful. "The bond—"

ELLARIA. My Alpha forced me to sign a marriage contract: no love, no children. He didn’t know I had fallen in love with him at first sight. And now, with only three months left until our contract expired, I was pregnant. *** “Luna! You’re having twins!” the doctor exclaimed. The two tiny, beating hearts on the ultrasound screen left my mind completely blank. “Should I call the Alpha now?” she asked. “No!” I blurted, the word coming out as a sharp, sudden cry.

Ethan stared at the child in his arms, his pupils constricting as he asked in shock: "Why are you here?" The surprise in his voice confirmed my earlier suspicion. A terrible premonition formed in my mind. Behind us, pack members were whispering among themselves: "Isn't today Ethan and Victoria's engagement party? What's with this kid claiming him as father?" "I never heard the Second Alpha had a Mating Ceremony before?" "Could this be his illegitimate child?" Ethan's face turned ashen. He pushed Lily away abruptly: "What did you call me?" The small child stumbled backward and fell to the ground.

“We thought you went rogue, you know? The Alpha lost his mind—rambling, snarling, pissed as hell. But you… you just disappeared.” “He made sure of that,” I snapped. “He called me dirty. Like our deal—our nights—meant nothing. But you know what? I don’t regret it. Because I have my son now. And he’s everything. He’s mine.” I slapped my own thigh in frustration, but Zara caught my hand. “Stop that,” she snapped, her voice going full alpha-bestie mode. “You don’t get to hurt yourself over him.” I sighed, letting her hold my hand a second longer than I meant to. “Fine. I’ll stop.”