The Triplets Final Regret Novels & Stories

I'm sorry, Alex " I muttered through my tears. I saw the pain in his eyes and all the questions swirling within but I couldn't bring myself to say another word. Where do I start from? I opened my mouth to say something but Alpha Klaus interrupted me, "The woman you see right in front of you was rejected and banished from the Crimson moon pack by her beloved mate, Alpha Kai. And to top it all, those triplets you claimed to be yours are his” He said to Alex, his voice filled with mockery. He was definitely making fun of Alex_causing him more pain and it’s all my fault.

She made her bed and decided to sleep on it when she did what she did. I had lost so much because of these four; it was as if I was chased out of my pack and forgotten; never once did the triplets reach out to me, nor did Newmara talk about that day or apologize. I always felt she knew I was there watching that night, almost like she wanted me to see it. We're werewolves, for goddess' sake; they would've smelt me a mile away. I knew triplets could since they knew I was their mate, but even Newmara could if I was close enough since we were siblings. Another question lurking in my mind was whether the triplets would cause problems when I left to go back to California in a week because there wa

she conveyed softly, sorrow tingeing her voice as she witnessed the despair etching itself onto their faces. The triplets felt their hearts shatter into a million fragments, consumed by a sense of failure. They blamed themselves for not protecting their mate. Kurt regretted answering the call about his Club burning, leaving Dirk vulnerable. Seth regretted hastening to replace Kurt's absence, preventing Dirk from being alone, which might have altered the course of events. Tricc reproached himself for assuming the mantle of Pack Leader after his siblings relinquished their roles, entwining himself in the responsibilities of governing the Packlands. Had he not taken on this burden, perhaps he w

I sped out of the parking lot, adrenaline pumping through my veins. Shit, shit, shit. It was only a matter of time before Ryder figured everything out. He would come for them. Not long after, I burst through the door of my apartment, my mind in a frenzy. “Mary! Iris! Andy! Get your bags!” I exclaimed, while getting up and down to drag the suitcases from the closet. Silence. My heart dropped into my stomach as dread crawled up to my face. My triplets weren’t here. “Goodness, where are they?”

“But mistakes are made when desperation rises. Alaric is desperate and will definitely slip. When he does… we will be there.” “Then it is agreed,” Bethany said, eyes flicking across the table. “We move silently, faster than the wolves. Every eye and ear in Drezova, in Dravenmere, even in the human cities, will belong to us.” There were reluctant nods. Disagreement still lingered in the air, but no one dared defy Valerian directly. For a brief moment, his eyes lowered, his thoughts silent. But under his composed exterior, his ambition burned.

And I knew, without a doubt, that I wanted to spend the rest of my life making her happy. As I sat there, surrounded by the quiet of the room, my mind began to wander to all the what-ifs. What if I had accepted Valerie's pregnancy all those years ago? What if I had stayed with her, supported her, and raised our triplets together? Regret washed over me like a tidal wave, threatening to consume me whole. I regretted every single decision I had made, every choice that had led me away from Valerie and our children. I regretted letting her go, letting her leave without any help or support from me. I regretted failing as a father to our triplets, failing to provide for them, to protect them, to be

“I don’t care if they’re fucking girls.” “And no matter the reason behind what they did to Ivy, I’ll make sure they will never look her way again,” Ace added. Theo simply grinned, and that alone says a lot. ### The triplets returned after an hour and a half, their faces grim and their displeasure evident.

The sheer, suffocating terror of being completely stranded in the light without their wealth pushed his possessive instincts entirely past the redline. He didn't pull away. He looked past Zara's immaculate shoulder to the vintage velvet bassinet in the center of the room. The triplets were completely safe, entirely oblivious to the fact that their absolute royal inheritance had just been legally stolen. One of the boys let out a soft, innocent coo, his tiny hands reaching up toward the golden morning light filtering through the drapes. The feral, apocalyptic wrath in Lucian's eyes instantly melted into a blinding, desperate devotion.

"I know. I know you were trying to move on, trying to function. But hearing it... it felt like being rejected all over again. So I canceled the flight and promised myself I wouldn't come back." "Her name was Claire. I dated her for six weeks, maybe. Tried to force something that wasn't there." His voice was thick with regret. "I was so desperate to prove I could be normal, could want someone who wasn't you. But my wolf rejected her. Rejected all of them. Because they weren't you." "How many were there?"

He hugged her there on the bed in excitement and said, "I knew you would bring happiness to my life. I don't regret ever choosing you." "And I don't regret accepting you as my mate." Nine months later, she gave birth to a set of triplets. Two boys and a girl. Nick, Miguel and Octavia. ****** The road had been long and painful, filled with betrayal, heartbreak and tears that could have drowned them all. I have loved, lost and fought my way back from the darkest corners of her heart. Rae had broken walls he never knew existed inside him. And Elio, the quiet and steady beta who had always been everyone's anchor, finally found his own safe harbour in Ella. The boys grew up knowing their father's