Left Broken Alpha's Regret Aliza Mga Nobela at Kwento

As if he was reminding the entire world that I was his. The remaining assassins looked around and tried to run away but the alphas pounced on them. Smoke bombs exploded across the ballroom enabling some of them to escape. Magnus looked at the shattered windows. “They weren’t trying to kill everyone but one person. They’ve become bolder.” Before anyone could ask what he meant, a wounded assassin lying near the doorway suddenly began laughing. Blood trickled beneath his mask. “You,” he coughed. “Are already too late.” His eyes found me. “The Fireheart belongs to our Alpha.”

Or maybe, I was the third wheel in all this from the start. “Meeting you is the biggest regret of my life, Violetta. I, Alpha Liam Wensley, Alpha of the White Crescent pack, reject you, Violetta Romero, as my luna and as my fated mate.” I fell on my knees with pain, and more tears rolled down my cheeks. He rejected me without thinking twice, like I was some kind of burden in his life. I looked at his face, where no regret was present. His indifference cut me deep and controlled my pain as much as I could. “I accept your rejection, Alpha Liam Wesley,” I whimpered with pain when our bond broke apart.

When I burned the clues, Sienna first could not believe her own eyes, and later her disappointment turned into resentment, which escalated to the point of our fallout. Sienna was originally not interested in the position of Alpha Female. As a woman, it was simply a fairy tale to defeat her brother and become the Alpha Female. However, she had to take this position to uncover the truth of what happened that year. Only the Alpha had the absolute status and wealth that would make her qualified to negotiate terms with the witch. Thus, she killed her half-brother and poisoned her Alpha father's cup so that he could no longer have any other children.

He forcefully channeled the vast Alpha energy within him into the broken fang. It was a forbidden resurrection technique among werewolves. An Alpha could exchange his life for the soul of a werewolf in his pack. "Elina, come back. I'll give up my life for yours. Please don't leave me." But it was all pointless. The dead couldn't be resurrected after their fang had been broken. I watched as he threw away his life force like it meant nothing. It wasn't until blood streamed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth that his face turned ashen.

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.

Despite our complicated history, there had always been a certain respectful understanding between us. "Alpha Heir Blackwood," I acknowledged with a slight bow of my head. "Walk with me," he suggested, not a command but not quite a request either. We moved to a quiet alcove away from the main council chambers. Alexander was silent for a moment, staring out at the territory beyond the windows. "Regret," he finally said, his voice low, "is a powerful force." I frowned slightly. "I'm not sure I understand." He turned to face me fully. "I made many mistakes with Aurora. Chief among them was trying to mold her into what I thought a future Luna should be, rather than appreciating her for who she tr

Greg calmed down, as there was nothing more than a few scratches. - Everything is fine. - Alpha replied, standing to her feet. - I shouldn't leave you. - Greg said, and his voice was still shaking. He could not believe how he could be so reckless, what could lead to his mate's death. - It was my fault. I underestimated my opponent. - Katherine replied, embarrassed, and put her hand on Greg's cheek. - Now, I need to thank someone. Alpha turned around and started walking towards Camille. She stopped right before the witch.

But I did remember telling her to meet Beta Teressa, who was going to show her her new room. "Apologies, Alpha. But it’s not her who ruined everything; it’s you," And there you go; I couldn’t even blame anyone now. I looked at the broken photo frames. Just like that, I wanted to break Amelia, but then I didn’t raise my hand to females. I looked at Isla; she was giving me a suspicious look, knowing that something was going on in my mind. "How do you want her to pay for this mess?" "Break her." Her eyes widened when I said that. "Heard about the stories of how female omegas are treated like trash in the pack?"

"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.

"I almost didn't see you in the crowd, Alora." **THIS IS THE END OF SEASON 1 OF 'THE ALPHA'S BROKEN SLAVE' BY CHIMDI JANE SAMUEL Omg guys! This is the end of Season one of The Alpha's Broken Slave and I'm so happy to see a part of it come to an end. But unfortunately, it didn't end in a happy scene as Alora is once more faced with Jax after she ran away from Ares. I can't imagine what's going to happen next.