Alpha's Regret Jessica Hall Novels & Stories

I know he was not expecting that reply, and I was not expecting to say that, but yeah, we are, and I can't hide it anymore. Everyone feels that I have this home that is happy and a wife that is good, but the only joy I derive from that house is my daughter. My little angel is the only thing that brings joy to my life, and without her, I would be an empty vessel devoid of feelings. I want to do all I can for her but not with her mother because I am in love with someone else. Alexa has always been the love of my life. There has not been any doubt about it. I know I messed up badly and hurt her in ways that I am ashamed of, and if I could go back, I would do things differently and not make the

Assuming the information would be real and not entirely made up. For a moment, I almost asked what that price would be. The temptation was almost too much, and my fingers hovered over the keyboard, itching to find out. To finally punish whoever had caused my death. But then I remembered who I was now. I was Alpha Hannah, not the desperate, confused girl I had been all those months ago. I wasn’t desperate for information. I was safe now. My baby was safe. And I wasn’t about to fall victim to an online drug peddler.

She then went with the newly mated couple to give them refreshment. "Alpha, is he from our pack?" "Yes. But he has been away for a while." The Alpha had the power to feel or recognize his pack members. I felt a little relieved, knowing that she would not be moving out at least. I was just so used to protecting her, and it would had been difficult to watch her leave, and to lose the pack mind link with her. 'Just so you know, all those your protection was a complete waste of time. This isn't my first time.' Lucille taunted me with her confession through the mind link.

Tears slide down my cheek. Is this how I’m going to die? “If you lie to me again,” he says quietly, “your brains will be on this floor in the next minute.” “I’m not lying!” I cry. “I swear on my father’s grave, I don’t know anything about it!” His eyes search mine like he’s trying to peel me apart, the gun still in position. My heart begins to pound violently. Think, Rhea. Think. “There’s- there’s one person,” I say quickly. “Jessica White’s ex. He’s an Alpha from Westwood.”

“Not just to her. To the entire pack.” Camille shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper. “Tristan—” He squeezed her chin sharply, making her whimper. “Alpha,” he reminded her icily. She swallowed hard. “Alpha…” “You will fix the damage you caused,” he continued. “You will correct every single lie you spread. And then, you will disappear from my sight.” Camille’s breath shuddered. “Disappear?” His eyes gleamed with something dark. “If I ever see you near Jessica again, if I ever hear you utter her name, I will make you regret the very day you were born.”

But lately she had so much hope that she was hoping the alpha wouldn't say his name. "You smell like my son — Cory," he chuckled against her skin, sending shivers down her neck, but it wasn't a shiver that your lover caused but one that came from a pervert or a creep. "Did you fuck him, Jessica? Did you give him your sweet, little virgin pussy?" The alpha's hand slipped lower and lower until they were crawling up beneath her skirt. Jessica wanted to close her legs, but she knew if she did the alpha would see this as defiance.

She sat down and said out of frustration, “Of course, she’ll be mad.” I calmed her down. “ I will talk her down, worry,” I told her before leaving. Luke was urging me to meet him out front. “What's the emergency?” I ask him. He was pacing, looking panicked all at once, “ Alpha Robert’s daughter Jessica is dead.” I waited for him to start laughing because this isn't funny. “ Come again?” I asked when he didn't laugh. “She's dead, man, I mean Alpha,” He repeated. I still do not understand how that happened, so I leave him standing there. I make my way towards the dungeon. “ How did she die?”

"Say what you want here or forget going anywhere with my mate." Jessica's smile was saccharine. "I was wondering if your...mate is trustworthy. If she's aware of certain...sensitivities." Tesla's gaze locked onto Jessica's. "I'm right here, Jessica. Speak your mind." Alpha Gregory intervened. "Jessica, we'll discuss this later. I have pack business to attend to." Jessica's face fell, but she nodded. "Of course, Alpha Gregory. Later, then." As Alpha Gregory and Luna Tesla continued on their way, Tesla whispered to Gregory, "What's going on? What sensitivities?"

It reminded me that I wasn't the only one that loved wren. “I'm here." She said dully, walking into the room and taking my place at wren's side. "I’ll be back baby. I need to take care of those idiots that put you here." I kissed her forehead. "Alpha Caelum?” I turned to Jessica, her eyes were fierce and hot with anger. "Give them hell.” She gritted her teeth, I was shocked, I never thought someone like Jessica could be this early, although I didn't know her so well even though she warned my bed a lot of times. I nodded briefly and walked out.

She knew, in the recesses of her consciousness, that resistance was futile, that the allure of the alpha was too potent to deny. Lucas's hands, possessive and sure, ignited a fire within her, unravelling inhibitions and unravelling her shirt. Against the cold surface of the kitchen counter, Jessica succumbed, her existence defined by the convergence of passion and feral desires. In the aftermath, sprawled on the cool kitchen floor, panting and intertwined, Jessica grappled with the realisation that she had submitted to her alpha in a way she never thought possible. Yet, as she gazed up at Lucas, a lingering fear gnawed at her—a fear of the feral urges she had unleashed