The Beta’s Regret Novels & Stories

She was quiet for a moment. Then she shook her head. “No,” she said softly. “I never thought you would do that. I was afraid you’d leave. That you’d decide this was finished.” “Finished?” She nodded. “We’re already out of Hemlock territory. And you…” Her gaze flicked up to mine. “You’re their Beta.” “And?” I stepped closer—too close. I felt the hitch in her breath, the way her body stilled. “Then you have to go back. Preferably before Zade returns from Ashwood. If he finds out you’re gone, it will bring trouble down on you.”

“Shit, shit, shit.” The Beta’s eyes turn milky, looking at me a final time with a glance I know will haunt me until the day I die. I wait for the speech. For the end, but all he says before he hits the ground is, “You’re so fucking dead.” The Beta tumbles, bringing down a barrage of pots and pans that fall over him as if to bury him. I wait, and wait, but the Beta doesn’t move. Another mistake. A death.

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.

The white magic was still eating away at his flesh. "She is strong," Thorne rasped. A figure stepped out of the shadows. It was Beta Marcus. "Is it done?" Marcus asked nervously. " is the Alpha dead?" Thorne lashed out. He backhanded Marcus across the face. Marcus flew into a tree and crumpled. "You did not tell me she was a Royal," Thorne roared. "I didn't know!" Marcus whimpered. "Nobody knew!" Thorne looked back toward the cottage. "The Alpha lives," Thorne said. "She healed him. I saw the flash of the bond. They are connected now."

Pearl wiped her tears, her expression hardening. “If Ryker weren’t an Alpha,” she muttered, “I would’ve scratched his face to shreds.” Ember believed her. But Ryker was an Alpha—and Pearl’s father was the pack’s Beta. That alone restrained her fury. “It was that freaking Alpha,” Pearl said coldly. “Linda disappeared, and the whole internet went crazy. I got worried and rushed to the party venue. When I found you… you were unconscious on the ground, soaked, freezing.” Her voice shook.

And I was done pretending that it was enough. I would follow through with Helen’s plan. I had already made that decision, There was no turning back. I was still lost in my thoughts when the door suddenly burst open, the sound echoing sharply through the room. My beta rushed in, his movements quick, his expression tense. “Alpha Xavier!” he called. I didn’t respond immediately. His voice barely registered at first as my mind struggled to pull itself away from its own storm. It wasn’t until he spoke again, stepping closer and lowering his head slightly, that I finally turned toward him.

I was the fated mate of Ashton, Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. He marked me in front of the entire pack, and everyone honored me as his Luna. For five years of marriage, he treated me like a treasure. Every night, he held me as I fell asleep and told me I was the one he would protect with his life. He was so good to me, giving me endless respect and protection, that even when my stepsister Serena mocked me in private for being a wolfless nobody who couldn't shift, I never cared. That illusion lasted until the night before the rogues launched their massive attack, when I overheard him say, "If I hadn't marked Lena, how could I have planted the blood sacrifice curse on her? And how else would t

“It would be a shame to see an entire pack go extinct over trivial things, so I decided to step in as a mediator.” “Is that so?” Ralph asked. “Yes.” “And you think you are worthy enough to negotiate terms with my Alpha?” Sean, Ralph's beta sneered, his face dark as the bottomless ocean. I didn't even spare him a glance, instead I fixated my eyes on Ralph who seemed like he was trying to see through me. The way his eyes squinted and widened repeatedly, told me so. “You killed their Alpha, and they came for you. Now, both sides suffered losses. Don't you think you should call it a tie?”

“You killed my family. You wiped out my friends. You might not remember me, but I remember you. I was there when you and your pack tore through our home and left nothing alive.” Tears filled his eyes, spilling over. They were meant to slow me. Meant to make me hesitate. They failed. There was no memory waiting for me. No image. No sound. Just emptiness where regret should have been. He searched my face anyway, like he expected something to surface. It never did. Life under my rule should have taught him that. Regret does not live in me. Guilt never learned my name. “I hope when he finally finds you,” the beta said, voice shaking now, “he tears you apart piece by piece. I hope you beg before

I let out a hearty laugh before pulling her into my arms, her face snuggling on my chest, "My hands are still full, my mate is too much to handle. Who needs a baby now?" 18 MONTHS AFTER THE BETA UNION ALIA I closed the bedroom door and leaned my back against it as tears started streaming down from my eyes. I thought I was already fine, that I had accepted that it wasn't our time yet. That we could still wait, but hearing the Gamma's news today has knocked my confidence to the ground. I felt so completely worthless. I walked slowly towards the bathroom but before I could reach it, the door opened and Gavin came in rushing. I stopped on my track but didn´t look at him.