Alpha's Regret Mga Nobela at Kwento

I could actually hear the venom in Alpha's tone. "I know Alpha. I wasn't thinking." "You're officially the worst beta ever," Alpha sighed. His voice sounded normal again. Was this guy schizophrenic? "You know that twelve thousand four hundred and four is not the number of women I've bed, but the number of lives I've taken?" he asked Carson. But Alpha's tone this time was laced with darkness— and possibly regret. My breath hitched. If he found me, I would be number twelve thousand four hundred and five. Goodbye, Hazel Valentine, I sobbed internally. Fear ate at my soul and my blood ran cold.

Regret clawed at his chest, but he knew it was too late to rewrite the past. As dusk fell, Robin remained rooted in place, unwilling to tear his eyes away from the family he had lost. Memories of his time as Alpha flooded his mind moments of triumph overshadowed by the choices that led to his downfall. He remembered the day he rejected Clara, believing that power and status were more important than the bond they shared. "I must move on," Alpha Robin muttered. Robin’s betrayal had set off a chain of events that not only cost him his family but also his dignity and freedom. In the silence of his prison cell, he had replayed those moments over and over, each one a reminder of how far he had fal

“I don't have regrets, Alpha Knox—” Wow. That was a lot coming from the mouth of a woman who I thought had regrets. “I don't regret doing it with you, Alpha Knox. It was me who started it, after all. Why do you speak in that manner?” She walked forward and turned to look at me. “The only regret I have is doing it later than sooner. You must discard every other thought.” “Of course, Sage. Thank you.” “I shall return to my chamber,” she bowed and looked up to meet my gaze once more. “Long Live The Alpha. Enjoy the rest of this beautiful evening.”

’ He flexed his claws. ‘Shit! Every time you hurt Jane, it’s me that ends up getting hurt back.’ His howls grew louder, more frantic, as more and more notifications popped up, telling me all of Reg’s subscriptions were gone. Between his howls I heard him mournfully moan, ‘No more Alpha David,’ and, ‘This is a disaster, what will I do?’

I promised my unborn child that I would be strong for the both of us, then this is the Alpha's hurtful words getting to me? "I brought you here to satisfy my sexual needs, I think I'm regretting ever bringing you here, how can you be so unattractive and dull, I didn't blame your make for rejecting you, I should have left you to be rogue now I regret my decision'' He groans and turned back, walking towards the window The tears I'd been holding back finally came rushing like a river, I bite my lips so hard that I could taste my tears, even as property I was tamed ugly, why does the Alpha's word hurt this much

I continued, staring right at her trembling form, “I will make sure you never have a reason to feel inadequate, or alone, or like you’re going to be judged for your past, no matter what. I will protect you and protect our family because I would never be like my father had been. As I work to be a good Alpha, I will work to be a good mate to you as well. I will never stop showing you how much I love you, and I won’t get complacent.” I dropped my hand and felt guilt as she had tears rolling down her cheeks. “I’m sorry,” I said for what felt like the hundredth time to her. “I hurt you. And I don’t have an excuse. But there isn’t a day that I don’t regret leaving you alone when you needed me the

Regret washed over him, drowning him in self-recrimination. "Why did I fight her so hard?" Clayton whispered to himself, his voice filled with regret and self-reflection. "Why was I so adamant that it couldn't be mine? Why didn't I believe her?" The weight of his own mistakes bore down on him, leaving him feeling sick and disoriented. His mouth turned dry, and his vision began to darken around the edges. Resting his head against the wall, Clayton fought to steady his breathing and regain his composure. Fainting and being found on the floor by a nurse was the last thing he needed right now. He knew he had to gather himself and take action. He needed guidance, advice, and maybe even interventi

"Aria, you must be lying to me, right? Our boy is still alive..." I pulled a photograph from my inner pocket. "This is a photo of our son's death." His body was pale as death, full of holes, not a drop of blood left in him. "I wish more than anything this was all fake! I wish my precious child was still alive in this world... It's all because of you! All because of you!" Damon snatched the photo and clutched it to his chest. "My boy..." His entire being seemed struck by lightning, his body emanating an aura of complete defeat. Where was the mighty Alpha now?

Done playing. “To apologize. For real this time. Not the half-assed sorry I threw at you before. Not some political performance. I mean actually owning what I did. I destroyed you. Destroyed us. Destroy whatever chance we had at anything good.” I wasn’t ready for that. Wasn’t ready for real regret. “Why now? After all of it?” “Because I watched you today. Watch you step into the Alpha you were always supposed to be. And it hit me—what I lost. What I threw away when I picked Lila. When I turned on you.”

"Leaving the rear guard stranded." "Relax," the second man said. He flicked his cigarette butt into the brush. "We called it in. The retrieval team is an hour out. Besides, no one is following us. The Alpha is dead. The mercenaries are busy picking their teeth with the Council guards." "I heard the black wolf took a dose of the liquid bane," the third man laughed. "He was drooling on himself when we left. Pathetic." The rage that exploded in my chest was white hot. It blinded me for a second.