Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 10

“I thought you left.”

He stands by the door, watching me as I’ve been working from my phone, where I’ve been alternating between reading the financial reports he left queued on his computer, and

transferring the money.

“I hope you didn’t do something you’ll regret,” he says.

Like handing over millions of dollars that my husband likely considers ‘ours’ to my father-his enemy?

“No. Of course not,” I say easily.

He snorts.

I point to two companies whose shares we’ve both been following for a while. “You marked these to offload. Is there something wrong with the financial projections?”

He nods. “Both companies are about to go belly up.”

Oh no. I bought ten thousand shares of each on behalf of my father’s pack last month. I don’t exactly hide that I make those investments, but technically it’s all managed by my father, I

just pass along information from my research or that Aaron

shares with me.

He smirks. Then he comes back into the room, tilts up my chin with his big hand and kisses me. “I’m sorry,” he whispers.

I’m pretty sure my mouth is still hanging open as he leaves.

Those two words…

To hear him say them, to apologize.

Aaron doesn’t ‘do’ apologies.

And just moments ago he was smirking. What exactly is he apologizing for, I wonder. Not that it matters. It’s enough that he gave me the words. Finally.

I sink back into the chair. Shocked. Elated.

those broken bits of my

again.

these moments. The tender ones.

The way he holds me at night, or

with a single look, with one kiss,

my

my mouth.

cold and controlled and

glimpses of warmth…

give me

more

hope is really dangerous for a dying girl like

*

*

AARON

wait in the hallway and

hear Leah’s

as I’ve intended.

way to break her

is too strong for that.

is big and open and her trusting nature…now that

have every intention of keeping

belongs.

4/7

Here.

I can feel her joy, like some force of positive energy

never micromanaged her finances before, because I didn’t have a reason

or expensive jewelry. She

but the funds she had from her dowry

I allowed her to manage them as she chose to.

father gave her a pittance of money when she was pledged to me. We’ve grown that amount a

over.

my wife’s. But from the moment she went

track her whereabouts with her cell and I now get an

any changes to her accounts. From coins for a game on her iphone to Amazon orders she has sent to the

are subscriptions for regular,

and necessities. But that account transfer