Novel & Cerita Left Broken Alpha's Regret Aliza

The seamstress bowed and as she left said, "my Luna, my Alpha." "He is not your Alpha," Layla snapped. "The f*ck, Layla! What the hell?" Alistar shouted. "You do not belong to his pack, he is not your Alpha." Layla corrected the seamstress. "You may leave now." Layla turned back to the mirror and watched the seamstress leave the room. "What is wrong with you?" He snarled. Layla stared at him through the mirror. "You can't ignore me forever. You have to talk to me!"

Inside the packed village, in the kitchen of the packhouse is a small room, where a lady is lying face down crying herself out on a small bed with nothing but a piece of a pillow and a blanket that cover her hard flatbed. She let out a river of tears, tears from being broken one more time, first when she lost her parent's then tonight when she lost her mate. Liza is the daughter of the traitor, she is bonded to work for the Alpha until she died. A twisted story that the Alpha plotted to zip her parent's mouth. A story she will fix no matter what, for her to get her freedom back, for his mate to be with her, for her life to be finally hers alone.

Her fingers trembled as she unraveled broom bristles, weaving them into a makeshift whistle. “It doesn’t have to be perfect,” she whispered. “Just enough to stir a memory.” She brought it to her lips and blew. The soft notes floated upward, barely audible. --- In the Alpha’s chambers, Alexander bolted upright. He wasn’t dreaming. That sound—raw, aching—cut through the stone like wind through pine. “Who’s there?” he growled, reaching for his sword. But the music faded. --- Morning. “Search the cells,” Alexander ordered.

“What’s the matter, Luna? Regretting your little secret trip through the woods?” Yes. Oh goddess, yes. I regretted it the second I saw his face. The second his hand connected with mine. The second I felt my child flinch inside me, responding to the violence outside. “You’re pathetic,” he hissed. “You beg for mercy for him, but what did he ever do for you? He broke into my pack. He humiliated me. He declared war.” He stood, breathing hard. His Beta stepped closer, uncertain. “She’s bleeding,” the Beta said softly. “Alpha… we shouldn’t—”

The Alpha crashed his back onto the wall. “Get it together, Alpha!” Estan boomed. Regan shook his head before standing up. He charged at the guard again, but Estan locked him in his arms. “You don't want to kill him, Regan!” The beta said, struggling to keep Regan from moving. The Alpha grunted and pushed Estan off him. The latter was sent skidding backwards with a groan. “Regan!” Estan yelled one more time, his voice bouncing off the walls as the alchemists clapped their hands on their ears.

something inside me broke. “I don’t get how they could treat you like this when you are doing all this for them.” tears fell from her eyes. “Look at them now, look at alpha, the way he just left not even looking to see if you are okay, you just gave him an heir something he had long given up on. How ungrateful!”

I was blind not to notice before this was not a comfort they found since she returned this was there even before she left. ‘She really would have made an amazing Luna’ I sigh to Finn ‘No she WILL make an amazing Luna’ He replies “By the way you are staring at Alpha Ireland it would appear that you might regret your decision dear cousin.” Eliza says from next to me. Without removing my eyes for my mate I responded. “Every single day I regret it. I regretted it before I even said the words. I don’t understand how I could have been so blinded by pride. She deserves everything Eliza she deserves to be Alpha and Luna. I am not worthy to be her mate but I want to be. I would do anything to go back

"We have to try." As she leaves, I sink into the wreckage, my hands buried in my hair, my heart a twisted, broken mess of regret. And somewhere in the back of my mind, her words echo again: I’m no longer yours, Alpha...

"I don't know what happened between you two, and I won't pry. But I know the signs of a broken bond when I see them. And Wren... I'm worried about him. About both of you." Tears pricked my eyes. I blinked them back furiously. "He rejected me, Alpha. On my twenty-first birthday, when the bond manifested, he looked at me with horror and told me I was like a sister to him. That the bond meant nothing. So whatever's happening to him now, whatever pain he's in—he chose it." The words hung in the air between us. Marcus's expression shifted from curiosity to understanding to something that looked like grief. "Ah," he said softly. "I see."

Like lead on your tongue—except it travels all the way to your heart and refuses to leave, no matter how much you want to shake it away. Even after every piece of bullshit she has done, he is still worried about her. What a joke. I look up at him, and without mincing words, I ask, “What do you think will happen to your beloved, Alpha?” Our eyes meet, and I feel that darkness again. The urge… The crazy urge to bring him down. To break him. To make him realize what he is doing to me. “She will get what she deserves,” I continue. “She claims to have graduated from a reputable university, yet she still chooses to go against one of the most basic, yet extremely important rules in our line. The ho