Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 151

JAMES

“SONOFABITCH!!!”

Aaron is convulsing.

His arms and legs are flailing and for a 6’4″ beast of man, he can do a lot of damage. Our men can handle it.

His wife…

Gods.

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Leah’s eyes are open and unseeing. Aaron has her hand clasped in his and I wonder if they walk the same space or if that peace beyond life is as simple as one breath to the next.

Nothing to mourn or hope for.

Just silence and darkness.

One thing’s for sure… if he follows her, it’ll cause chaos.

“Get your ass back here, bro,” I growl, and because I’m so pi ssed that he could be so f**king reckless, I slap his face to try and anger him back to his senses.

It do

Our men are anxious and gaping at me. They’ve never lost an Alpha. Not in battle and not even in succession. Aaron’s grandfather transferred the role to him at an early age. Pack Rathborn has been beneath Aaron’s control for two decades.

There are police sirens outside and that’s going to be a mess to deal with.

“Get them up and out the back.”

There are boats outside and while that might cause a whole shitstorm of trouble-the whole evading police and fleeing a crime scene variety of charges-we can’t stick around and wait for my Alpha to do…whatever it is he’s trying to do.

I think back long and hard on every text of our Archives I’ve

ever read.

Wolves have been transitioned. Wolves have been ‘saved’ by a mating bond.

But no wolf in existence has been mated to a dead human

and survived it.

Aaron has

at

One of the men pulls a tab

lights instantly.

Then

the warehouse and

flee out the back as they engulf

this building and

A

A

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6 Months later

It carries the scent of

doesn’t

–

had barely begun.

background. Classical music, Für

Beethoven.

up

with an odd discomfort that doesn’t hurt, per say, but it’s a clumsiness that

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a colt new to walking. My head

stand I almost fall

moving, one foot in front of the

in the cold-and snow. The flakes scatter on the carpet

feet are bare and the contrast of cold and warm is

step out. The sun is

and snow b low. His back is

those strong shoulders anywhere.

“It’s

toward me.

I’m draped in some full

face and I gasp.

is as brief as one of

into the air.

me back inside.

“A-aron?”

is raspy and I try to clear my throat.

his bedroom. I’m in his