The Alpha President's Regret Novels & Stories

“I don’t even know how it all slipped so fast. I wasn’t in control…I thought I was protecting you, thought rejection was the only way to keep you safe. But I was wrong. God, I was so wrong. And now… if this is the end, then let it be said. Larissa—you’re the only wish I ever had. “I don’t regret being Alpha. But I regret every second I lived without you by my side . “I always loved you. I always do. You're the only thing I’ve ever wanted.” My eyes burned. My throat closed. The tears I had buried, the ones I swore I would never let fall for him again, spilled hot and silent down my cheeks. shaking, broken. Because in his voice, I heard the truth. Regret. Love. My eyes squeeze shut For a momen

He stared at me, trying to comprehend the complex web of emotions and connections that seemed to envelop me. My voice quivered as I struggled to find the right words to express my remorse. "I'm sorry, Alpha Norton," I began, my voice filled with genuine regret. "I never told you about Alpha Tyler all this time. I'm sorry." I anticipated Alpha Norton's response, but before he could utter a word, I abruptly turned and fled from the room, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and confusion.

He replied in a regretful voice, " It's all my fault! I should have never let her go." I couldn't wait to destroy that fucking Alpha. I asked impatiently, running my fingers through my hair, " What is your decision with that Alpha? When are you ordering to kill him?" Albert refused coldly, " We can't kill him. He is a part of the political party. It will bring more controversies for me. Leave him with little punishment." I lost my temper at that very moment and shouted at Albert,

Because I didn't want to even think about it. “Nice name. And yes, I'm the Alpha of this pack.” He lifted his right hand and pointed at Mr. Creepy but still didn’t spare him a glance. “Please forgive him on my behalf. It's people like him that I regret leading. It makes me feel like a bad leader.”

Alex quickly went to join the rest to get a full tale of the incidence—it was great to have the Alpha back in his active state, but that was also to his own disadvantage. As he approached the Alpha’s room, he heard voices echoing from the great hall and headed towards it instead. She trembled before the throne on which the Alpha sat, pleading for forgiveness of a wrong that Alex sought clarity on. “Why didn’t you think of your life when you accepted his offer? You didn’t think of the consequences?”, the Alpha raged. No one would have believed he laid dormant for days with the amount of vigor he displayed. “As you’re very much aware. Your offense is unpardonable”, he continued.

I answer their questions truthfully, describing the argument, the fall, how I brought her in immediately. They seem satisfied, for now. I’m the Alpha President, after all. My word carries weight, and Selina’s house is filled with cameras. But I can still see the impending backlash already. The recently-ex-fiancee of the Alpha President, suddenly suffering a life-threatening injury in his presence. It’s not going to be good.

My refusal to accept it was. “I’m sorry, Father,” I apologized repeatedly as I buried my face deeper into his chest, crying my eyes out. The hall echoed with weeping. Was it Cassandra's sobs? Or Aria's heartbreaking cries beside me? Or the wails of the pack members now kneeling around me, mourning the loss of their former Alpha? But despite how loud the hall was, everything felt distant. Like I was underwater, drowning. Then suddenly, the doors of the hall swung wide open. "Alpha Alexander!"

And there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. So I threw myself into work. The Alpha duties I’d been neglecting suddenly seemed endless, and the election for Alpha President loomed large in the very near future. I felt like I’d been ignoring everything, doing the bare minimum instead of focusing on my duties before anything else. Being an Alpha meant always doing your duty. And I had failed. My Beta tried to convince me otherwise, after finding me in my office before him yet again one morning. “Alpha,” he said, startled to find me there ahead of him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were in yet.”

I said, my voice breaking. “You can’t be mine,” he said, louder now. “You are not fit to stand near me, let alone be claimed by me.” His words hit harder than his hands ever could. They stabbed every broken part of me that had just begun to hope. “I reject you,” he said coldly. “I, Caden Holt, Alpha of the Redfang Pack, reject you as my mate.” The room spun. But tears refused to come. But inside, something shattered. Loud and painful.

He pressed on. "We have to move forward. You know what these three years have been like for us. If you leave me, what other Alpha is going to want you?" A grudge, because the wounds had never healed. He'd witnessed my pain with his own eyes, and now he was brushing it aside like it was nothing. I lifted my gaze to the handsome face in front of me. It looked so foreign I barely recognized it. "I left the key in the goat-milk box by the door. I didn't take anything of yours. If that's not enough, I can pay you back."