Bad Love: An Alpha's Regret

Chapter 7

The door slams open a moment later.

Aaron’s eyes take me in. On the bed. Adam sitting beside me

and his hands holding mine.

He growls.

“Stop!” I yell. “This is my friend, Aaron. One of the only ones

I have. And just where the hell do you get off acting jealous, when you’ve got Jessica trying to hump

you everytime you turn down the hall?”

He scoffs.

Then he turns to Adam. “Your visit is over. Get out.”

Aaron comes within inches of Adam and his nostrils flare. He’s looking for evidence.

“I’m not lying! Will you stop already!”

Adam rocks back on his heels. His smile is confident, taunting. “It’s been incredible seeing you, Leah.

And I’ll be sure to get

things ready for when you come home.”

He means with my treatments.

Aaron snarls. “My wife isn’t going anywhere.”

Adam glances at me. “You need to tell him.”

“Tell me what!” Aaron shouts.

I press my lips together.

Adam sighs.

He sidesteps Aaron and walks out. His men surround him.

“Your boy looks awful smug, but he won’t be laughing for

long,” Aaron says.

“What does that mean?” I ask.

He shrugs. “Let’s just say, big changes are coming. And they’re

coming soon…”

Leah is nervous. She’s doing that thing with her hair and eyeing me like I’m a predator who hasn’t

eaten in a week.

Speaking of… she looks terrible.

Too skinny and weak.

Her scent is off too.

“What’s wrong with you?” I ask.

She blanches. “Nothing.”

“I’ve warned you about lying to me, princess.”

She twists another curl. “I haven’t eaten in days, Aaron. What the hell did you think would happen?”

Fair.

But I never expected her to hold out this long.

There were nights when I wanted to break down the door and force her to answer me. But her will is

strong. Too strong. And though I’ve done many things I’m not proud of, I’ve never beaten my wife.

But that’s not to say I won’t. Always, pack comes first.

Always.

If she is a threat to them, she’ll find I won’t be as patient as I

have been.

I push the platter of food toward her. It’s filled with meat and vegetables. “Eat,” I command her.

She gradually picks up a roasted vegetable. But I don’t think she does it to obey me, or even because

she needs the sustenance, her whole demeanor is just bored.

While she was locked away these last days, I structured the plans to ensure our pack’s safety. Her

father’s pack won’t survive. It’ll all come out at the Regional Council meeting.

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seize his lands, accounts, and corporations. The Council will

order his execution.

It’s a ruthless strategy, even for me.

“What have you done, Aaron?”

She knows me well, this woman.

“Aaron, answer me.”

Now it’s my turn to be smug. “No.”

Besides, she’ll see soon enough, and the fallout of what’s

about to transpire will ripple through these packs for years to

come.

“Please tell me you’ve thought about what I said, Leah?” Adam asks anxiously.

His voice is even and cultured, the practiced cadence of a doctor who, no doubt, has used this speech

before.

“Nothing has changed,” I say.

don’t realize it until I hear the drip, drip of tears hitting the floor, that I’m crying. I touch my face and

wipe them away.

Adam’s sigh is loud through the phone.

I move from my chair to the chaise lounge near the window. The light is bright and I can hear birds

singing outside. “You have a pack here, family.”

“Yes,” I agree. “And my father’s pack has prospered amid the peace.”

Peace brokered with my body and blood.

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There’s several seconds of silence and then he says, “Go