The Alpha President's Regret Novels & Stories

An older man with a scar across his jaw. “Didn’t deserve it,” he echoed, shaking his head slowly. “Funny choice of words.” He took another step forward, eyes burning into me. “We had a strong Alpha, and then you left. You walked away from him. From us. To stand beside the Alpha King.” Arthur moved behind me. I lifted my hand slightly without turning back to look at him. I kept my eyes on the man in front of me because I knew what this was. It wasn’t hatred. It wasn’t rebellion. It was grief with nowhere to go. A lifetime poured into a pack.

Especially not my own child. Then there’s the countdown. The cruel ticking clock silencing everything else. Maybe this was the perfect ending. He’d impregnate me. And before the pups could form… I’d die. A win-win. Two ways to shatter a king’s heart. His dynasty… gone. His only offsprings… buried in ashes. And maybe, just maybe, the woman he couldn’t stop loving… gone forever. The ultimate regret. The Alpha King’s last one.

But the deed had been done, and I couldn't flop the plan at a time like this. I felt a guard whip me, bringing me out of my thoughts. I shrieked. “I asked a question,” the Alpha's voice thundered across the room. “I wasn't listening,” I said honestly. “Oh really, I can't remember the last time I got disrespected that way,” he barked as his eyes began to spit fire. He stood up. I could feel my heart beating against my chest. He came down from his chair with a smirk on his face, as if sensing my fright.

Calla, the girl who was supposedly too shy to speak, was reading about political warfare and old pack failures. "You will stay in this room," I stated, my voice holding the finality of an Alpha's decree. "You will speak to no one. If a single whisper of this conversation leaves this room, I will hold you personally responsible for the drugging, and I will ensure you are exiled." Ulric didn't even argue. He simply sank back into his chair, a defeated Beta whose power had been stripped away by his own desperation and his daughter's sudden resolve. He looked like a man who had lost everything.

“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

He looked her dead in the eyes. “You got this,” he said to her. I bit back tears because I knew what was about to happen. Pride didn’t even begin to describe what I felt towards my friend in that moment. If there was anybody in the world that deserved this, it was Hazel. Liam inhaled a deep breath. Hazel knelt down in front of him. Then he said the words that would change everything. “I, reigning alpha of Blue Moon Crescent pack, do hereby resign from my position as alpha. As per the rules that govern our pack, I name as my successor, my Beta, Hazel Blackwood. Do you accept this position?”

It was almost like nothing had happened before. “Have you all forgotten where you are? You are in the presence of alpha Hawthorne and lady Nightshade and many other mighty alphas and yet you are all acting like kids all because a clown instigated you…. I'm disappointed.” Lucien looked at all of them and he shook his head, “Wow, so you are disappointed… you must really think you are above us all huh?” “Do you think I don't dare kill you?” Lucien asked him with a smile and he took a step forward, but the smile was so cold I felt goosebumps,

She stood up from her chair without drama, without a speech, with the directness of a woman who had spent thirty-two years making decisions without asking for anyone's permission and found the current situation consistent with that practice. "The Graywater Collective survived the last three decades because we knew who was on our side and who wasn't," she said. "The Council was never on our side. They didn't bother us because we weren't worth their attention." She looked at Elena. "You're worth their attention. That tells me something." She looked at the registration file. "My signature is already on it. I'm not taking it back." She sat down. One of the other Alphas — a man named Torr from a

Attendance was compulsory and declining the invitation was considered an insult to every Alpha present. I frowned as I continued reading. “Is there a problem?” Damien asked. Without speaking, I handed him the scroll. He studied it for a while before looking up. After that, he handed the letter to an elder who whose eyes widened when he read the contents. “What does it say?” one of the elders who had not got the chance to read the letter asked. Joshua cleared his throat before reading aloud. “Alpha Rodney Harding is requested to attend the Alpha Summit accompanied by his Luna, Lady Evie Harding, known throughout the northern territories as the Fireheart.”

he said in a low and dangerous voice “You dare refuse me?” “I dare,” I answered. Whispers exploded. “Did she just?” “She refused the Alpha?” “She’s dead.” I guess regardless of the situation, people would still talk. Alpha Theron slammed his fist on the armrest. Wood splintered. “Guards!” he roared. “Seize her. That’s treason.” The guards ran out of the I braced for it. For iron around my wrists. For the cell like yesterday. “Stop.” Darius’s voice cut through the hall.