The Beta’s Regret Novels & Stories

The tri-alpha is full of darkness and if Beta Greg works for them, what does that makes him? I cannot accept it. Nothing can make me accept it. “ Shhh. You’re okay. I got you,” I murmurs to him while soothing his face when I heard his low growling of pain. In my life, nothing is permanent other than this man. Beta Greg stays on my side, in every circumstance but I only ended up bringing him pain. My heart churns knowing he was like this because of me. “ D-Do you know what happened to him?” I asked in a shaking voice to Alpha Seymour. He was busy maneuvering the car but I just needed to calm my mind.

“You take one step toward him and this stops being a meeting, it becomes a massacre because I know Kael.” The man smiled wider. “You won’t attack us neither will Kael.” “Try me,” I said quietly. A murmur rippled through the hall with fear. The woman’s voice cut through it. “This right predates your packs, Beta.” That word again “Beta” not a rank, but a reminder, limitation. I felt it then. The weight, the age of what they were invoking, something older than alphas, older than loyalty. “We will return,” the man said. “With witnesses.”

"So, you regret those 'workout sessions' with the man standing beside you?" "I..." he stared at his Beta who simply looked at the floor, feeling mortified. Who wouldn't be after being shown scenes of what they hadn't done in the past covertly? The Alpha felt his throat begin to constrict. As though some invisible hands were squeezing life out of him. His hands went up to his own throat in a desperate attempt to stop what he wasn't seeing. "What are you doing to him?" anxiety was evident in the Beta's voice. Gone was the feeling of shame, now he only felt dread.

As I attempted to leave the room, Rodriguez spoke again in a hesitant voice, " By the way.. we haven't received a confirmation letter from their Beta. You know, about this case of lands, we need Beta's approval more than the Alpha." I shot him a glare. A Beta? Rodriguez had been telling me for a while that Alpha Remus's new Beta was interrupting each one of our settlements. In other words, he wasn't willing to compromise anything with us. I snorted lightly, pulling out a cigarette to light on, " Do you think that a beta can stop me from what I want? If Alpha Remus cares about Beta more than his own daughter, he should forget about his daughter then." I tched with hatred and mockery. Rodrigue

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

The realization tasted like poison. Minutes seemed to pass. Neither of us moved. Then finally the Beta nodded. Once. Slowly. "I thought so." Humiliation burned through me. Not because he'd won. Because he'd known he would. He glanced toward Ronan. Then back at me. "Take care of him." My claws flexed. The Beta moved toward the door. Stopping beside it. "I'll see you at home." His hand settled on the handle. Then he looked over his shoulder. One final time. "Take care of the man you love and go back to the man you claim to love." The door opened. Closed. And he was gone.

It was evident that his disappointment matched my own, the trust we had placed in Beta now fractured, even as the urgency of the situation loomed over us. Beta's face contorted with guilt and remorse, his shoulders slumping under the weight of his misjudgment. "I... I thought I could handle it myself, find her before causing unnecessary worry," he stammered, his voice trembling with the weight of his confession. "I never anticipated... the situation escalating to this extent," he added, his words barely audible.

I wouldn’t give them or anyone the satisfaction of seeing me cry. Oh no. I knew I had to be stronger than this. “The moon goddess must have been crazy to pair a fatty like you with our alpha.” The beta laughed as he walked off back to his alpha’s shadows. I scowled at them as they got further into the distance. “You regret everything you ever did to me,” I muttered. I promised myself that they would pay for this one day.

Amelia loved Adrian, her childhood best friend and the man she believed would one day make her his Luna. They even promised to choose each other despite not being fated mates. But on the day Adrian became Alpha, he chose her best friend, Sarah, as his fated mate instead. Heartbroken, Amelia left the pack—only to discover that she was pregnant with Adrian's triplets. Six years later, Amelia is a successful surgeon, a devoted mother, and finally in love with James, the human man who accepted her and her children without question. Then Adrian's father falls critically ill, and Amelia is forced back into the pack. The moment Adrian sees her again, his wolf recognises the truth.

“I failed you, Alpha. I failed her. I let her out of my sight. Who knows what would’ve happened if—” “If what?” I cut in. “If she’d been hurt? If she’d been dead?” The rest of the sentence almost left me. I swallowed it back. I wanted to rip those people who’d set this up out by their throats, I wanted to tear answers from whoever’d thought this would be clever. But none of that changed the fact that my Beta was on his knees, asking to be erased. “You don’t get to walk away with that,” I said, voice low. “You think killing yourself undoes what happened? Do you think burning yourself out will erase the fact someone wanted her publicly humiliated? Do you think your death proves anything to the