Alpha's Regret Novels & Stories

I asked, then withdrew my hands. I turned my back on them. Jared was standing there, watching, his eyes cold. “Why should I forgive a set of useless warriors who couldn't get a simple job done? You couldn't kill Mabel's useless parents, and you couldn't kill her, but you could drop a clue that would point back to me?” “Alpha, please …” another wolf started, and before he could complete his words, I slit his throat with my claws, his warm blood coating my hands.

Within eighteen years, if I could make one of the four Alphas fall in love with me, I would be resurrected in my original human world. Eighteen years. Four men. Not one. Fate, it seemed, had already decided I didn't deserve to live. I turned and walked away, pulling out the wolfsbane I had prepared. The acrid, bitter stench of it filled my nostrils. Burning. Toxic. The scent of death. Freya, no. Snow's voice whimpered inside my head. My wolf. My other half. The only warmth I had known in this world. Please. Don't do this.

“Miss, perhaps you should step aside. Before the smell gets worse.” “Yes, please,” a younger woman added, fanning herself. “Some of us are trying to breathe here.” The laughter was deafening now. Leslie tried to speak but nothing came out. Her throat was closing. Her eyes were burning. She looked at Tony one more time. He wasn’t even looking at her anymore. He’d turned back to the cameras, that perfect smile plastered on his face again. “Go home, Leslie, the Northern Territory Alphas are watching.” he said quietly. Coldly. “And don’t come out until you figure out how not to embarrass me.”

CHAPTER TEN For a long while, the room was swallowed by silence. Not the calm kind—but the suffocating kind that pressed heavily against everyone’s chest. The shock of the scene left everyone utterly dumbstruck. Who in the pack didn’t know the marriage history between Alpha Ryker Hale and his ex-Luna, Ember Valen? It was a story whispered in every corner of the territory, a tragedy etched into collective memory. Yet now, seeing the Alpha—who had barely spoken in three years—clinging tightly to the very woman he had once rejected, no one knew whether to laugh or cry.

"Elena, if we don't survive tomorrow..." "We will," I said, my voice as hard as the quartz above us. "Because the Alpha’s Regret isn't finished yet. You still have eighty chapters of redemption to go." He let out a short, surprised laugh, the tension breaking for just a moment. "Only eighty?" "If you're lucky," I teased, a ghost of a smile touching my lips. We stood there in the quiet of the armory, the "Hidden Luna" and the "Regretful Alpha," finally standing on the same side of the line.

The man lays down straight, his eyes closed but eyebrows knitted for some reason. There is sweat that starts to form on his forehead, this disturbs his sleep. Quickly jolting from the bed, he pushes his face to his hand. Every night it has been the same dream and every morning he wakes up with the same fright since she died. Every night it is the same guilt and every day it is the same regret. Regret that he didn’t get to talk to his mother before she died - he prefers the term murdered. Regret that the last words he spoke to her were hurtful. Ever since he became the alpha, he lost his control and became a pure devil. His fists grab the sheets as he yanks them apart. He does not deserve thi

Every part of me longed to get her to repeat what she just said and tell me everything, but I knew it wasn’t the right time. So Alpha Regan had not only lost his family but his mate as well? I heard he had been quite young at the time so how had he found his mate so early? And who was his mate? The questions burned on my tongue but never made it out. My heart suddenly broke for him. To have found his mate early just to have her taken from him suddenly. And alongside his family no less. I couldn’t possibly imagine the pain he must have gone through. And to think he would remember it all again due to the memorial.

Amelia loved Adrian, her childhood best friend and the man she believed would one day make her his Luna. They even promised to choose each other despite not being fated mates. But on the day Adrian became Alpha, he chose her best friend, Sarah, as his fated mate instead. Heartbroken, Amelia left the pack—only to discover that she was pregnant with Adrian's triplets. Six years later, Amelia is a successful surgeon, a devoted mother, and finally in love with James, the human man who accepted her and her children without question. Then Adrian's father falls critically ill, and Amelia is forced back into the pack. The moment Adrian sees her again, his wolf recognises the truth.

I snarled. He swallowed. “I really regret it. Every single day. Since I knew the truth, I regretted it. Please give me a chance to—.” I slapped his hand away. “I’m not a saint, Alpha Black. And that Amber you know is already dead.” For a long while, he looked at me. Those beautiful golden orbs analysing and contemplating as usual, finding the next best move, like a panther, slithering in the dark, waiting for that perfect opportunity, or creating one when there’s none.

As I stared at his pale face, I momentarily fell into a daze. He seemed different, yet somehow still the same. He was still the Alpha who could stand in a simple shirt and pants and make every other wolf in the room lose their color. But now, I felt nothing for him. Looking into his sincere eyes, I puzzledly asked, "What do you regret?" He held my gaze and murmured, "Let's start over, alright?" I shook my head without hesitation, and my tone left no room for negotiation when I said, "No. I'm doing just fine on my own."