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 heart coming back

again.

it’s these moments.

possessive glances. The way he holds me at night, or does something unexpectedly

a single look, with one kiss,

my body.

my mouth.

is cold and controlled and

these glimpses

are what give me hope.

is more

is really dangerous for a

*

*

AARON

wait in the hallway and listen.

can hear Leah’s

her, as I’ve intended.

to break her is

is too strong for

and open and her trusting nature…now that is

intention of keeping her

belongs.

4/7

Here.

her joy, like some force of

phone blinks and I see that funds have been transferred. I’ve never micromanaged her finances before, because

into fancy clothes or expensive

had from

allowed her to manage them as she chose

a pittance of money when she was pledged to me. We’ve grown that amount a hundred times.

over.

my wife’s. But from the moment she went ‘missing’ last week, that all ended.

her cell

on her iphone to Amazon orders she

the charges are subscriptions for regular,

necessities. But that account