Alpha's Regret 소설 & 이야기

A waved of emotions rushed through alpha Jordan.He kept on staring at Cora sad but,Optimistic faced .His heart kept on beating fast as he stares deeply at her ,he suddenly regret every of his actions,for participating in all his father wicked heart , including raiding others people pack , killing their strong warrior and having possession of the female slaves .All this done by his father and he was an accomplice with evil,His father had been involved in.Then he didn't feel it that much,since it was fun when he see others in pain and yearning for mercy for a crime they knew nothing about . Realizing the fact ,that his mate is one of the she wolf held captive and the fact that she was also now

I say, my voice filled with anger and sadness. Alice's face contorts with guilt and shame. "I know. I was wrong. I should have never done it. I regret it every day." "Regret won't bring Esther back," Alexei growls, his eyes flashing with anger. Ryder steps forward, his expression grave. "Alice, you will have to face the consequences of your actions." Alice nods, tears streaming down her face. "I know." "But who was Alpha Bob's mate? Is she still alive?" I ask.

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.

His words were calm, but each one felt like a soft blow. We ate in silence for a while, only the clink of cutlery filling the space. I stole glances at him. His face stayed cold, but behind his eyes there was something else, weariness, maybe even concern he would never speak aloud. I gathered the courage. “Liam, have you ever felt regret? Being Alpha, being a doctor, carrying all this weight?” “No. I was born for this, and I will never regret what is my destiny.” I bit my lip. “What about me? Do you regret that I became your Luna?”

And I could remember the last time he did, it was to quarrel and ask why I hadn’t prepared the pack ledger properly the way he commanded it, something that wasn't my duty but always handled by the beta. I left my chambers with my heart on my hands and followed Marta obediently through the stone corridors of Ravenfall manor. The whispers increased the moment my legs stepped into the hall. “There she is again. Still walking around with no pup in her belly, and to think it’s been what? Exactly two years?” “Poor Alpha. But he's full of regrets now for bringing her in.” “She was rumored to be an orphan, right? No real bloodline was found in her. No wonder misfortune is following her.”

"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?

I'd told him long ago that if an Alpha marked me, my body would improve. So when he claimed he'd lost his Alpha abilities, I'd just kept searching for a cure like an idiot. I'd even felt grateful. Even as the pack's weakest Omega, at least one person was willing to hold me like I mattered. Ethan spoke. His voice sounded like it was being scraped out of his throat. "It's over now, my love. We'll still get married. We'll have pups. I can't let you face this with hatred consuming you. I don't want you to be swallowed by—"

Her eyes held fury that could burn forests, but underneath I saw something else—pain that went deeper than hatred. The pain of someone who’d begged to be believed and been ignored. “You had months to remember this,” she mouthed at me. “I was grieving,” I said desperately, knowing she couldn’t hear me through the glass. “I wasn’t thinking clearly—” “Now you want to play hero?” Her lips formed the words very clearly. Behind me, the crowd grew increasingly hostile. Pack members chose sides, their unified community breaking apart. “The Alpha’s lost his mind,” someone shouted. “Or he’s finally telling the truth,” Nathan shot back. “My daughter was framed!”

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.

He didn't speak or move. My legs suddenly refused to hold me. For years I had stood before this pack as their Alpha, now I sank to the floor like a broken man. I didn't care that an Alpha wasn't supposed to fall apart. I buried my face in my hands. "I failed her...I failed Ruby." Inside my head, my wolf stirred with grief. A deep, aching grief that mirrored my own. “We failed her.” His voice sounded hoarse. “She was our mate.” I squeezed my eyes shut. "I know."