Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 185
LEAH
My legs are weak as I walk toward Aaron.
Go d, I miss him.
thought my feelings for him before were strong.
But now that I have my wolf, now that we’re mated, the emotions that storm through me-love, so bright and pure it
hurts-makes anything I felt in the past pale in comparison.
He’s wearing a perfectly tailored three-piece suit, molded to the muscles of his body like he just stepped off a GQ cover.
I can’t ever remember him looking so good.
I can’t ever remember wanting him this much.
Part of me has always wanted Aaron.
At first, I wanted his approval in childish innocence.
Later as a moody teenager, I would do almost anything to get his attention, good or bad.
Then, he introduced me to the pleasures to be found between a man and a woman, and I’d play games of teasing and

seduction.
Now, in this moment, I want him in a way that eclipses. anything else that ever came before it.
This isn’t simple lust.
This is a tidal pull on a cellular level, the same way the moon. drags the oceans to its whims.
This is the kind of love they write songs and make movies
about. A once-in-a-lifetime fairytale kind of love.
But how can it hurt so much at the same time?
His eyes subtly glow as I get closer, and I can sense he’s not as
immune as he’d like me to believe.
However, his gaze eventually cuts away from me to focus on
James, who followed me over.
“Beta. How have things been?” Aaron asks James instead of addressing me directly, which is just infuriating.
“Interesting,” James replies, and I feel him move closer and
angle his body toward mine.
The action is mostly innocent and protective, but we all know it’s almost verging on a claim, and Aaron immediately starts bristling, even as James puts his shoulders back like he’s hoping Aaron will start something.
Standing between these two powerful males is a heady thrill, but I can’t have them fighting over me.
“Why am I here, Aaron?” I ask in an impatient voice, bringing
his attention back to me.
“We have a problem to solve, remember?” Aaron says
arrogantly.
He wraps his fingers around my elbow and tugs me forward-pointedly away from James-and the heat of his fingers is a sensual shock to my system.
“You and the rest of the guys set up a perimeter,” Aaron tells James. “I’ll call you if I need anything.”
“Is that okay with you, Luna?” James stubbornly asks, making Aaron growl.
“You answer to me, not her,” Aaron snarls.