Left Broken Alpha's Regret Novels & Stories

“I told you everything. You could have spared him. You could have taken my life instead.” He struggled to stand, his legs failing him as his gaze locked onto mine. “You already made me lose a child,” I said coldly. “Why should yours be spared? An eye for an eye.” I shrugged and tossed the heart from my hand onto the ground. The physician’s eyes followed it. He shut his eyes tightly, then opened them again, completely broken. Spitting at my feet, a twisted smile spread across his lips. “I see now why she left,” he said hoarsely. “You will die a lonely, miserable man, Alpha Sebastian. May your child never see the first moon.”That was it.

I ordered with my Alpha tone and he immediately bowed his head in submission but I could still hear the rebellion in his voice when he answered. “Yes, Alpha,” Greg sighed. “The day I become an alpha who needs to resort to such lowly measures to keep my seat is the day I abdicate.” I meant it. I had fought hard for this seat and I had no intention of letting it control me. I was the Alpha; I controlled the seat and not the other way around. “What is our next move?” Fred asked since Greg was still too contrite. “Fred, how mobile can you be? I know you are taking care of Freya.”

His chest heaved, sobs tearing out of him like they’d been buried for years. I stepped off him. He didn’t move. Didn’t stand. Just curled onto his side in the dirt, crying like a child. Tears streamed down his bloodied face. He looked small, Pathetic, and defeated. He had nothing left. Not pride. Not power. Not even dignity. Pack members had gathered. Eyes wide as they watched their Alpha fall apart in the dirt. No one spoke. No one moved. Just stared. I looked around, its weight settling deep in my chest. This pack was already broken when I came, but now, it was beyond repair. Its Alpha was on the ground, sobbing like a man who had nothing left to fight for.

He’ll never touch anything again, but the fact that he already did makes me break his hands, I ensure every ligament is torn. Aeliana’s words from earlier ring in my eyes, I’d never bring myself to watch that video, but her tears and the cracks in her voice when she retold the events to Eleanor are more than enough. Brandon fights, but not enough, I break his other hand too, leaving no bones intact. “Alpha, I’m sorry.” “Sorry?!” I tackle him to the ground. “Sorry doesn’t undo what you did, it doesn’t bring back the peace you stole from her, it doesn’t fix anything! You’re a sick bastard.”

Done playing. “To apologize. For real this time. Not the half-assed sorry I threw at you before. Not some political performance. I mean actually owning what I did. I destroyed you. Destroyed us. Destroy whatever chance we had at anything good.” I wasn’t ready for that. Wasn’t ready for real regret. “Why now? After all of it?” “Because I watched you today. Watch you step into the Alpha you were always supposed to be. And it hit me—what I lost. What I threw away when I picked Lila. When I turned on you.”

"Elena, if we don't survive tomorrow..." "We will," I said, my voice as hard as the quartz above us. "Because the Alpha’s Regret isn't finished yet. You still have eighty chapters of redemption to go." He let out a short, surprised laugh, the tension breaking for just a moment. "Only eighty?" "If you're lucky," I teased, a ghost of a smile touching my lips. We stood there in the quiet of the armory, the "Hidden Luna" and the "Regretful Alpha," finally standing on the same side of the line.

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.”

“And when you start to regret your choice, I will show you no mercy.” He leaves fuming while my body shakes behind Lent. Of course he will regret it. I knew the truth of those words as Alpha Reenan uttered them, but even I did not predict just how much the alpha would be right.

Ember let out a soft, humorless laugh. “Rest?” she echoed lightly. “How considerate.” She knew better. They weren’t giving her rest. They were stalling. They didn’t want her anywhere near Ryker yet—and she knew exactly why. Still, one question lingered in her mind. What could have driven a ruthless Alpha like Ryker Hale into such deep trauma… to the point of losing his mind? Inside the hotel room, Ember dropped her bag onto the couch and walked straight to the window. City lights shimmered below—familiar, yet distant. Five years ago, she had left this place drowning in tears.

Cliché but true. Adriana had concluded that if she had to be on the run for the rest of her life to protect her child from Niklaus then she would. Without hesitation. She had one regret though. She regretted not telling Celine she was pregnant. She regretted not calling Celine to tell her what she had seen at Niklaus’s mansion that day. She would have known what to do. She regretted not even calling Celine to ask how her writer's retreat in California had been going. Most of all she regretted not telling her best friend she was starting a new life in a foreign city she had never been to. Celine would have helped pick out a new name for a new identity. And that regret and guilt went on to sit