Alpha's Regret Novels & Stories

She shifted slightly, curled up on the secondhand couch. My wolf caught the faint smell of blood seeping through the cracks in our bond. My nails dug into my palms, a mix of violent possessiveness and regret burning in my chest—this body, which once shared warmth with me, was now being influenced by another Alpha's scent. Camellia's hand tightened at her side. "I told you, I don't know. Maybe when I stop loving you..." Her words were cut off by my wolf's howl. The scent of pine needles swept through the small living room like a storm, knocking over the new ceramic mug she'd bought.

I leaned my head against the cold window, staring at him through blurry, heavy eyelids as he climbed into the driver's seat. "Why do you do it?" I asked, my voice cracking into a rough, pathetic whisper. Marcus didn't look at me. He started the engine, shifting the car into gear. "Do what, Alpha?" "This," I muttered, waving a limp hand between the two of us. "Following me around. Cleaning up my messes. Dragging me out of gutters." I let out a harsh, self-deprecating laugh that sounded more like a dry sob. "Why do you have such a pathetic person as an Alpha, Marcus? Tell me the truth. You look at me, and you see a failure, don't you? A coward who couldn't even protect his own mate. A man who

Cliché but true. Adriana had concluded that if she had to be on the run for the rest of her life to protect her child from Niklaus then she would. Without hesitation. She had one regret though. She regretted not telling Celine she was pregnant. She regretted not calling Celine to tell her what she had seen at Niklaus’s mansion that day. She would have known what to do. She regretted not even calling Celine to ask how her writer's retreat in California had been going. Most of all she regretted not telling her best friend she was starting a new life in a foreign city she had never been to. Celine would have helped pick out a new name for a new identity. And that regret and guilt went on to sit

Elena's voice held no judgment, only curiosity. "Because I'm not, really." The confession came easier than I'd expected. Marcus stopped walking, turning to face me with those eyes of his that seemed to understand more than the surface story. "I heard the Alpha found his fated mate. I'm sorry. That must be difficult." "It's the way of things." I forced a smile, trying to ignore the ache in my chest. "Fated bonds are sacred. I won't stand in the way of that." "Still," he said gently, "you deserve better than to be set aside like you're nothing."

“And when you start to regret your choice, I will show you no mercy.” He leaves fuming while my body shakes behind Lent. Of course he will regret it. I knew the truth of those words as Alpha Reenan uttered them, but even I did not predict just how much the alpha would be right.

If I did, my heart would betray me. As we reached our seats, I glanced up and caught Alpha Ethan’s expression. For a fraction of a second, just a crack in the mask, he looked at his son like something had twisted inside him. Regret. It was only there for a heartbeat. Then it was gone, replaced by Alpha composure. But I saw it. And it didn’t move me. Not enough. Because where had that regret been when I was sixteen and trembling under the weight of what I was? Where had it been when his pack let people beat me and laugh and call me tainted? Where had it been when Keiran stepped away from me every time someone walked past?

“The Alpha lost everything, son. He lost the children who could have carried on his bloodline. He lost his mate and the only woman who truly loved him. And now, all he does is pretend he knows nothing while drowning in regrets.” Slowly, he rose to his feet and walked to my side. His hand rested on my shoulder, gently patting it. “Don't wait until all you have left are regrets, Kael. Because trust me, son...” he whispered. “There is no punishment crueler than watching the life you should have fought for disappear forever.” My throat suddenly felt dry and I swallowed hard. For the first time all night, the helplessness inside me was replaced by something else. Fear.

The triplets immediately signaled for us to follow, and we did, trailing behind the Alpha as he made his way to what I assumed was his private study or office. Inside the room, after we had all settled into chairs, after some minutes, the Alpha finally spoke. "How have you been doing all these years?" He asked Vanessa, his voice much gentler than I had expected given the circumstances. Vanessa could barely get the words out. Her voice was shaky and barely above a whisper as she responded. "I... I've learned so many things over the years. I regret every single action I took. Every decision that led to that terrible moment." The Alpha looked at her with an expression that was difficult to read

"Ashley, ever since you left, I’ve been living in my own personal hell! Regret eats me alive every damn day! When I saw your pregnancy photos, it felt like… like I could breathe again. I can’t lose you. I can’t." He clutched my wrist, trembling, completely stripped of pride. "Please… don’t leave me." The Alpha who once stood above everyone was now groveling like some stray begging for scraps. "I was wrong. I know I was wrong. Just come back with me—whatever you want, I’ll do it! I can hand you the entire Blackwood Pack if that’s what it takes!" "Too late," I said coldly. I couldn’t even dredge up anger anymore—just indifference. "Your regret means nothing to me. Move. I’m going back to the b

Because equality wasn’t something I had ever been offered. Only taken. Or denied. And now… Here it was, standing in front of me. Wearing confidence like armor. I studied him carefully. Every movement, every breath, every detail, trying to find the flaw. But all I found… was control Far away… An Alpha was searching for the woman he lost. Regret was beginning to settle into bones that once carried only pride. But here? In the quiet aftermath of blood and victory… In the rising shadow of something new, a different kind of king had already found her.