Too Late For Regret Alpha Novels & Stories

Frederick said quietly. Atlas hesitated only a second before nodding and leaving the room, the door closing behind him with a heavy finality. The fire in Bridget’s chest flared. “What are you here for, Alpha?” she demanded bitterly. “To talk? After ordering me locked away like what I say wouldn't matter at all?” “I’m not here as your Alpha,” Frederick said, stepping closer. His shoulders slumped, his gaze heavy with regret. “But as your friend, i apologize for failing to honor your request, Bridget."

Solely thinking about it irks me. “Stop reading. How many hours to the banquet?” “Just three hours my lord.” “Good. We need to be earlier than the rest.” I stood up, snapped my laptop shut and fixed my suit. I turned to the glass walls that overlooked the city. I couldn't see people walking about like they used to. So much insecurity in my own land. “Alpha, can I suggest a thing?” I turned to him, left brow raised. He took a step forward. “Every Alpha would obviously show up with their Luna. As a supreme alpha, it would be a shame to go …”

Chapter 3 Zoey Malik ~•~ “I, Alpha Conrad of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Zoey Malik, as my fated mate and Luna.” His voice was sharp and cold. I stood frozen. For a moment, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. The pain of the rejection slammed me so hard. I expected it to happen but I wasn’t prepared for it. My wolf let out a whimper, curling in on herself with anguish. “No,” I whispered, my voice faint. “Please don’t do this,” I begged.

"Excuse me, what are you talking about ?" "The Council has a law about this," I said as I raised my voice. "Any Alpha who abandons his Luna, who leaves her unprotected or shames her in front of his own pack, answers to the Council. He can lose his seat for it. It has happened before, in other packs. You can check if out if you think I’m lying." Margaret had gone completely still behind me, she was surprised by the card I pulled.

"Elena, if we don't survive tomorrow..." "We will," I said, my voice as hard as the quartz above us. "Because the Alpha’s Regret isn't finished yet. You still have eighty chapters of redemption to go." He let out a short, surprised laugh, the tension breaking for just a moment. "Only eighty?" "If you're lucky," I teased, a ghost of a smile touching my lips. We stood there in the quiet of the armory, the "Hidden Luna" and the "Regretful Alpha," finally standing on the same side of the line.

"I didn't see a knife, Alpha. I just saw the Omega wandering where she shouldn't be." The betrayal stung more than the silver cut. Brock let out a short, harsh laugh. "See? This is the problem with orphans. No discipline. No respect for rank." He walked toward me, his heavy boots echoing on the marble. He stopped so close I could smell the whiskey on his breath and the floral scent of Claire’s perfume on his skin. "You want to play games, Raya? Fine. Since you love the Alpha wing so much, you can stay. But not as a guest."

He pulled back just enough to grip my upper arms, his watery eyes searching my face with agony. "Forgive us, child," the old Alpha pleaded, his voice breaking down the middle in front of his guard detail. "Forgive this broken old fool. Forgive the Sinclair bloodline. We failed you. We let a pack of wolves treat a queen like garbage, and we almost cost you your life. I am so sorry, Ruby. So, so sorry." A bitter, hot lump formed in my throat. I couldn't say the words it's okay, because it wasn't. It had never been okay. But seeing this terrifying old lion reduced to a weeping grandfather broke through the ice around my heart.

I could never forgive myself for that. I know this may not be enough to make up for what I've done, but I hope my death can serve as atonement for my crimes. I'm sorry, Alpha Cayden. Margaret.”

“Just a week you say?“ the Alpha raged. The room fell silent as the Alpha buried his teeth into Damien's neck. In a few seconds, his body dropped dead into the pool of his blood—decapitated. Everyone feared the Alpha for this reason—his unpredictable reaction. “Yes, you are next, Greg. What do you have to say? Where have you been? What made you so busy to neglect the single task I entrusted into your hands?“ Greg stood trembling uncontrollably as he stared in awe at the body streaming fresh blood around the palace. “You're waisting my time, Greg?“ the Alpha warned silently but his scar proposed nothing close to a calm aura as his scar burned brighter. “Pardon me, Alpha. I made a grievous mis

I confessed, and his eyes widened. "What do you mean?" Ignoring his question, I spoke up, " I want you to tell Devon that I lost the pregnancy." "I can't do that." He said immediately, and my brows furrowed, "Why?" "I can't lie to the Alpha. I could get killed." "You won't, I would also be paying you a lot of money. I'm the Alpha's woman so I can get a lot of money from him, any amount you want." I smiled and his eyes twitched a bit, obviously tempted but then his next words made me frown.