Rejecting My Alpha’s Regret Novels & Stories

“If by any chance you sit down and feel that you cannot go on with this in the future, then the option for rejection is still available as long as you do it in private. So that Alpha Joseph never discovers that his own son was rejected by an outsider. He may pretend to be in full acceptance of you now, but he will always hold his beliefs. He will always believe that royalty is much better than the commoner.” We lay in silence. The magnitude of her words only begin to sink inside of me. They echo in my head over and over and over again, ringing and blasting in me like a constant bomb shelling. Rejecting him. Rejecting him. Rejecting him. Why had I not thought about that before? Perhaps it was

Kaelen didn’t turn. Didn’t argue. Didn’t deny it. Because for the first time since he became Alpha he felt something far worse than defeat. Regret. Real. Crushing. Unforgiving regret. His hands curled into fists. Images flashed in his mind uninvited, relentless. Icarra standing before him, her eyes full of something fragile… something hopeful. The moment he rejected her. The way her face had gone still. The way her scent had shattered. He had told himself it was necessary. Now the silence she left behind felt louder than any battlefield.

And free. My mind drifts to the Alpha and his dark piercing eyes. When I accepted his rejection, for a split second, I thought I saw something that resembled along the lines of pain and maybe a hint of regret. And it’s crazy to even consider him feeling a tinge of regret about losing me. He never wanted me in the first place, so this shouldn’t be anything new. It shouldn’t bother me. And it does.

I shouted, but he remained unmoved by my anger and urgency. “Please, just let me try. We need to sort this out,” I implored, my teeth clenched as I struggled to control my emotions. But Drake was stubborn, and my pleas fell on deaf ears. As we continued driving, my frustration mounted. I felt a deep sense of dissatisfaction and regret about how everything had turned out. The seriousness of my decisions hit me hard, and I couldn't shake the feeling of having made a mistake. I regretted rejecting Astrid and dismissing her. I had been so focused on securing my position as an Alpha of two packs and ensuring that the pack would be mine that I overlooked what really mattered.

“I wanted her to lift her shirt up, so I could see what happened to her back, but I was afraid she’d think I felt guilty about her punishment” “Don’t you? Feel guilty? I wasn’t even throwing the whip and I felt each one cut deep in my heart at the sight of her back, at the sight of her flinching from the pain you were causing her to feel, at the agony she was feeling and the will power she was mustering to not let anyone know how much she was actually hurting. No, I bet you were feeling the same thing I did, maybe even more. Why is it so hard for you to admit that what you did to her made you regret your decision? There is nothing wrong with that. An alpha admits when he is wrong, he doesn’t

"The Alpha says he knows he was wrong. He's willing to pay any price for his foolishness." In the past, a rare apology from Wyatt and Rory would have sent me into a state of euphoria. Now, it just felt like a pointless gesture. We were on the verge of Rejection. What good were words now? I looked up, my gaze cold. "Any price? Does that include signing the Rejection papers?" A flicker of panic crossed the emissary's eyes. "Well… the Alpha didn't mention that…" "Then there's nothing more to talk about," I said, looking back down. "Tell Wyatt it's too late."

My father still being the Alpha even though I had recently turned twenty four, arranged the ball so that I could find my mate, because I could not take over the Alpha position without a Luna by my side. But how was I supposed to tell the big man I had already found my mate, no, mates to be precise and they both rejected me because of my reputation of being the most ruthless, cruel and cold hearted Alpha male? This was a dark spot in my life, a taint that I wanted to hide forever. It was a huge blow to my ego, I mean, look at me, there's no denying my handsome looks.

Jackson said on the verge of tears and we kissed. “In this and every lifetime, we will make this beautiful family,” I told him lovingly and we hugged. He turned on the TV and we put on a new drama that I was watching with the assurance that love, regardless of what was happening, would be our main driver. And so it was that I was grateful for my reality. The Alpha rejected me. It would have been a terrible story to tell my children, but no matter what I went through, I was grateful to be able to live through that rejection to find my one true love and finally have them.

“This isn’t about winning or losing, Jessica. This is about survival. Christopher isn’t just the Alpha—he’s the most powerful wolf in this pack. If you push him too far, he won’t hesitate to—” “To what?” I interrupted, my voice rising. “Kill me? Banish me? He’s already made it clear he wants me gone. What more can he do?” My uncle opened his mouth to respond, but the assistant cleared his throat, cutting him off. “The Alpha is waiting,” he said, his tone cold and final. I shot my uncle one last defiant look before turning on my heel and striding toward the office door. I didn’t wait for an invitation. I pushed the door open and stepped inside, my heart pounding in my chest.