Left Broken Alpha's Regret Aliza Novels & Stories

“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.”

“Do not call me mother in this court.” My chest tightened. The Alpha nodded at my father. “Beta Taylor.” My father spoke calmly. “Anya has always envied Talia. She has always looked at her life with resentment. She was especially bitter after the mate bond with Leon was discovered and he rejected her. She had both the motive and the opportunity.” “That is a lie,” I cried. “I never wished Talia dead. I never poisoned her.” “Silence until you are told to speak,” one elder snapped.

“But everyone knows your mate bond with the Alpha King Alex isn’t working. If you don’t love him, then break the mate bond with him!” I was about to say something, when I felt a severe pain in my heart. I couldn’t help but clutch my chest. She laughed at me. “Hey! Stop acting! I was only suggesting you breaking the mate bond with The Alpha King. And now you’re putting on a show in the middle of the street? How desperate are you? Just say it, you won’t give up the Luna Queen’s title!” I felt something coming out of my mouth. I wiped it and there was blood.

I lied smoothly. Camellia wrenched her arm free. "Let go. I need sleep." She vanished upstairs before I could blink. The bedroom lock clicked as I reached the door. "This is your fault," my wolf snarled in my head. "You hurt our mate. That rogue stinks of deceit." "Since when do Alphas apologize for having side pieces?" I shot back. "Hazel's just entertainment." My wolf continued to roar in dissatisfaction, but I didn't pay attention to his words.

“Isn’t she supposed to be Alpha Damon’s fiancée? It doesn’t look like he likes her at all.” “She’s the one who’s been claiming to be his fiancée, but Alpha Damon has never confirmed it publicly.” “I heard Alpha Damon once had a mate, but she passed away. It seems he’s never been able to move on.” “Alpha Damon really is a devoted man.” “Who’s that woman standing next to him? She looks so familiar.” “Alpha Damon’s former mate was called Talia, wasn’t she? Could that be her?” … The crowd’s comments made Abby’s expression even more strained.

"Yes… yes I haven't been feeling good after you left me, Alpha. I'm always down and heartbroken. I felt mad at myself for doing what I did to you," "Please don't leave me again. I won't be able to take the heartbreak. I regretted everything that I did to you. You've been there for me. I don't want to let you go again. Please don't go,"I mutter with my throat burning and aching badly, but I didn't pay heed to it. I just have to make it known to the Alpha that I want him back— that I still need and want him in my life.

"What you did was offensive. You didn’t listen, but rather insulted me in front of my mate and men." "I regretted it, Alpha. It was a terrible action, and I can’t sleep at night knowing I offended you," Alicia replied. Her voice was regretful. I looked at her straight in the eye, trying to read her mind and emotions to see if she was lying to me, but I didn’t find any lies about what she feels right now. Sighing, I nodded my head. My expression finally softened, realizing that the old woman was truly regretting what happened. "You are forgiven, Alicia."

He was depressed that she had regretted it, and even more depressed that she and Greg were entangled. It was all his fault. It was he who pushed her into the arms of that romantic lawyer. There was an indescribable regret that eroded his heart. Sitting in the office, Alpha clutched his aching heart, and his mind was filled with the words of his grandma when he left in the morning: "No one is perfect, and there is no pure gold. If you make mistakes, correct them. There is no such thing as good. If you regret the divorce, it’s still too late.”

“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—”

"I thought maybe you would finally be selfish and say what you actually wanted, but instead you're just giving up because you're worried that you won't be successful in your endeavors." Alphonze's words are like knives stabbing into me. "Keep that up, and you'll lose her," he continues. "Regret it for the rest of your life." Regret… I wouldn't regret a damn thing, especially if it involved Ayla. "Could you please leave? I'm..." No other words manage to escape Alphonze as he gasps and lifts his hand to his lips before a coughing fit takes him. Rushing forward, I watch in horror as blood explodes between his fingertips.