Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

I bought flowers.

A bouquet of lilacs and lillies and a whole bu nch of other blooms that I don’t know the names of, but that are bright and cheerful. I don’t particularly like how strong they smell.

When I knocked James out and left the mansion, I found myself driving back here.

To Leah.

I’ve been wrong about a lot of things with her.

I know that.

She deserves truth, if nothing else.

And a man that needs to apologize, he shouldn’t come empty-handed.

So… flowers.

She’ll likely throw them back in my face, and rightfully so. I know she doesn’t want to see me, let alone speak to me, but there are things she doesn’t know.

About my pack.

About hers.

she means to

wolves. Roberts pack, I

roll my

itching to fight.

holds out his arms, blocking the guards from me. “We’re not doing this here. Leah’s been through enough. She needs

“What treatments?”

hospital, Aaron. You may have walked in like you own the place, but there are protocols and surveillance, and a whole slew of humans that work in this facility. You may be an Alpha on

make problems. I just want to talk

“And you’ve had ten years to

going to see my wife.” My implication is

up, almost like their inner wolves’ hackles are

my piece, and then if Leah wants

shakes his

make this

feet from Leah’s room. I can see the female physician from earlier picking up a phone, probably to call security. She looks

this,

that. I owe it to Leah

respects him for