Broken Oath: I Left, He Regretted Novels & Stories

The bond I once believed in, the vows I once cherished they all clawed at me, begging not to be erased. But there was no going back. Not anymore. Michael was waiting just outside the hospital doors when I emerged. My face was pale, my eyes red, but my chin was still lifted. "Well?" he asked, though the answer was already clear. "It's done." "Did he beg?" His tongue was light, teasing, but I saw him searching my face for cracks. "No. He didn't even flinch." "Forget him." He shoved his hands deeper into his pockets, kicking at the ground. "You know, one day he's going to realize what he lost. And when he does, I'll laugh in his face."

Slowly. Almost proudly. "I built half of it." The confession stole the air from my lungs. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Couldn't believe what he was admitting. Then again... Maybe he wasn't admitting anything. Maybe he simply knew nobody would believe me. "You need to leave." I stared at him. "What?" "Leave." He glanced toward Victor's body. Then back at me. "Forget what happened tonight." I almost laughed. Forget? How do you forget murder? How do you forget watching your brother pull a trigger?

And when he had concluded that it was still whole, he breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you for sparing my life,” he said, leaning against the pile once again. “I shouldn’t have. Now I’m regretting why I didn’t, now that it’s too late. With the way you ruined my life, who wouldn’t if the same thing was done to them?” “I regret it as well. I regret leaving you like that because now I know how it feels to have someone so close betray you like that. I had the self-reflection I needed, and I’m here to say I’m sorry.”

She shot Aaron one last glance, then gave Theo a subtle signal to leave with her. Aaron hated this side of her—the coldness, the indifference. And the way she stood closer to Theo than she ever did to him? It made his blood boil. His grip shot out and caught her wrist. His self-control teetered on a knife’s edge—he couldn’t stand to just let her walk away. “I said apologize to Amelia!” he barked. The words were out before he could stop them. And for a second, something flickered in his eyes—regret. But it was too late. The damage was done.

His face was blank, his expression unreadable, but his eyes held a sadness that was impossible to miss. He walked toward us, stopping a few feet away. A sad, almost broken smile crept onto his face as he looked at us both. “I’m so sorry, brothers,” he said quietly, his voice heavy with regret. “I’m sorry for breaking your trust. I deeply regret what I’ve done, and I wish I’d been honest from the start. I was scared—scared that you’d hate me, that you’d look at me differently. Maybe if I’d been sincere, it wouldn’t have come to this…”

“This part matters.” Lys’s throat was tight. She forced herself to breathe. “I don’t regret teaching you to break her code,” he said. “I don’t regret the nights we spent pretending we weren’t just rewriting our own orders.” His gaze flicked down. He swallowed. “I regret signing your name onto deals you never saw,” he said. “I regret not getting you out when I had the chance—really out, not just into another cage. I regret that when you finally had the choice between me and him, between the life I offered and the one you built with the man I hated, you chose him.”

He walked toward the window overlooking the harbor. The afternoon sunlight reflected across the water. Bright. Peaceful. Completely disconnected from the storm inside him. When he finally spoke, his voice sounded different. Not angry. Not bitter. Something else. Broken. “I wasted ten years.” The words hit harder than anything else. Because they were true. Painfully true. Ava looked toward him. And for the first time since all of this began, she saw the full depth of his regret. Not the regret of recent weeks. Not the regret of recent months.

Everyone in the pack thought I was a gold digger. I was an outsider wolf with no family, yet Alpha Adrian had chosen me as his mate. His parents, friends, and even the elders insisted I wanted only his fortune and the title of Luna. Adrian alone believed me. Then, on the night of our mating ceremony, I asked him to lend me three hundred thousand dollars. From that night on, he was convinced I was vain and greedy, that the only thing I loved about him was the wealth he possessed as Alpha. When I begged him to attend my father's funeral, he sent me money. Six months ago, when I was diagnosed with wolfsoul degeneration, he believed I was just looking for an excuse to get money. The last time h

He begged me in a low tone. “I am sorry.” I whispered. He took a deep breath and our eyes met again. My heart was beating very fast in anticipation of his answer. “Yes, I recall everything. Our past and all the times I had hurt you, Olivia. I remember what kind of a*sshole I was to you. I left you when your mother died. You needed me the most, so I regret it. I regret that my memories are back because our new chapter was far better. I would have fallen for you even if I’d not remember you.”

Another exaggerated deep breath. Though I’m thinking this one is real. He does look like he is about to pass out. “Please bring me down! I’m so sorry for leaving you without a word! I was a dumb dick and I regret it. I promise I have regretted it since then. Please, save me.”