Too Late For Tears The Alpha Triplets’ Regret Novels & Stories

“It’s over… It’s all over…” “Father. Elders.” Damon’s voice was calm. “If there is nothing else, please leave my home.” “You…” The old Alpha started to flare up, but he saw the cold, hard look in his son’s eyes and said nothing more. “Let’s go,” he said to Ethan. “We have a disaster to manage.” Ethan gave me one last look, his eyes full of pain and bitterness. “This isn’t over, Elara.” “It is for me.” The room fell silent after they left. It was just Damon and me.

Five minutes later, mother’s call chased me, her voice trembling with excitement: “Darling, we all saw it! Your father said ‘It’s acceptable,’ but he locked the magazine in his desk drawer! Come home for dinner, we miss you…” Miss me? Or just want to apply a new layer of gold plating to the increasingly dull Elio signboard? I smiled and declined, citing a “project deadline.” Two years later, the phone rang again. This time it was Elena herself, her crying covering the background noise: “Rhea, Dad had a stroke! The doctor says his condition is very bad, and he keeps calling your name… ” In the past timeline, this collapse didn’t happen until years later. “Sis! I know Mom and Dad were wrong be

Coren's eyes fill with gratitude and I see the guilt choking him slowly release. A knock comes from the door and Tristan's voice booms from behind it, "We have to go now, Alpha." Coren and I exchange a brief look with each other before he nods and leaves the room.

No decorations. Seraphina had rejected my request for funeral expenses. I couldn't even afford a decent urn for him. I closed the suitcase. That was it. Three years as an Alpha's mate, and this was all I had. I dragged the suitcase downstairs. The housekeeper, Margaret, stood at the bottom of the stairs, her eyes full of contempt. "Running away again, Luna?" she sneered. "The Alpha just called. He wants your cream of mushroom soup for dinner." "He said it's the only thing you're good for—making something that costs the pack nothing and still manages to be a disappointment."

He dropped the letter on the table before him as his eyes stung with tears. He raised his head, shaking his head and refusing to shed tears. ‘Get a damned grip on yourself! You're the Alpha!’ Boris scolded harshly within him. Regan controlled his breath, but it was hard. He had lost his Beta, his friend. Not only Estan, but Brennan also. They both were his friends although he didn't acknowledge one until his death and that guilt was eating him up from within. Rapid footsteps invaded the room he was in and he quickly put on a stoic face, shrouding his sad expression.

Rage will be a small word to describe what the Alpha triplets were feeling at the moment. They wanted to burn the whole fucking world, shed bloodbath everywhere and make everyone cry for mercy. Even after killing Oliva with their bare hands, the rage within them didn't end. The sight of their previous little Aurora, crying as she was whipped with blood trailing down her back appeared in their mind again and they released a earth shattering growl which made everyone tremble like a leaf.

"What's going on here? Why are you crying? Or wait, wait did the great Alpha of Golden pack insulted you? Great, that's what you all deserve after all, for all the humiliation that you made Leilah went through, You deserve it even more." Alpha Jake exclaimed. Leilah closed her eyes as she felt her heart ripping apart, her eyes welled up, all the memories came rushing back to her, his voice made her weak. "Hey Alpha Amanda, thanks for what you did to my family, they deserve it." Alpha Jake said and pulled her, he was shocked when she turned, he couldn't believe it, tears immediately rolled down from his eyes, he saw the memories of them laughing, smiling, and then the last memories of them sa

“He’s not going anywhere and if he leaves, I leave.” Their eyes went down to my bare legs and the parts of my chest where my breasts were still showing. I felt self-conscious about what I was wearing. “If he’s not wanted then I’d love to take my good friend back,” Alpha Hades said, hitting his back and smiling. The combination of their smiles was beautiful. Why can’t the Alpha Triplets be like them but I was… ‘Asking for too much,’ Melora completed. ‘Yeah, we know.’ “He’s not going anywhere.” I turned back to the triplets. “Right?” I shot them an actual smile, and it seemed to work on them.

He sniffed and looked down, his gaze trying as much to avoid mine; he was indeed in tears. “Now I regret everything,” he began, palming his face as he showed his back to me, the sorry tone of his voice swallowing even his very words. “I should never have done all that,” he muffled into his palm. “I feel the breath in me slowly breaking down to pieces and whisking away as the day goes by― my life is ending sooner and I will be left with guilt for eternity. This is the price I should pay for betraying a friend, as well as harming poor innocent Lucia and her offspring…” The Alpha’s voice trailed off as he broke down with a series of tears.

Every syllable was spat out in an anger that had me shaking hard. "We're almost c-close to destroying Vincent. When Alpha L-Lykos comes, it'll be over." The tears had not stopped falling and now her eyes rimmed red. "Now it's his business because you're his mate and he has taken the triplets as his. B-But I swear this is it." She had the guts to add with a sniffle. I stared at her wordlessly. What was there to say anyway? Everytime I thought I could trust her only a little bit, she went ahead and made it tougher for me to decide.