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 committed is an abomination.

at the consequences.

One of the men pulls a

it lights

Then I light

the warehouse and wait for the

catch, then flee out the back as they

Liam, this building and all

A

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6 Months later

carries the

doesn’t make

–

had barely

music in the background. Classical

Beethoven.

up slowly.

discomfort that doesn’t hurt, per

$

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a colt new to walking. My head is

I stand I almost fall back down

get moving, one foot in front of

balcony and door is partly open, letting in the

feet are bare and the contrast of cold and warm is invigorating.

doors and step out. The sun

low. His back

those strong

my presence. “It’s about time you

stalks toward

It’s long. Like really long. I’m draped in some full length nightgown that

touches my face and

as brief as one

then melting into the

me back inside.

“A-aron?”

and I try to clear my throat. “Aaron.

near the door of his bedroom.