Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Another day has gone by, and I’m aware of the minutes

trickling away like sands draining rapidly through an

hourglass.

The final moments of my life are running away from me while I’m stuck in this cell, and I don’t even know when it’s all going to be over, only that Karolina said they’d moved up the

execution date.

Axel and I have talked escape plans, but I know it’s more for distraction than any real ability to be able to do anything.

Axel says he’s tried to escape several times in several different ways, so those plans go out the window right away.

Maybe there’s a chance I could fight my way out.

I have the power of three Alphas, I could probably get pretty

damned far.

But there’s any number of Enforcer wolves and regular Council members between me and freedom, and despite my

abilities, I can still be killed.

At this point, trying to escape seems like it would only hasten my inevitable death, and the Council are known to be vindictive. The last thing I’d want is my escape attempt

somehow coming back on Ethan or my pack, leaving them

by the Council for something they didn’t

how they’re going to fare under whatever new Alpha they

doors open and Samsen comes strutting

with a

with me, and are ready to stop me with extreme force if I so much as look

to try

sitting on my cot,

meeting him on my feet. “To what do I owe the

for your blood donation,” Samsen says, motioning to one of the Enforcers who is holding a tray of equipment

draw blood.

asked, even

already knew this was coming since Karolina told me. “I’m not

about this, but motions

to open the cell door.

my feet. But I cross my

me and making it clear nobody better

members are getting my Alpha

your

or we’ll be forced to give you a

wolfsbane sedative.”

a simple question,” I reply in a deceptively mild

at the Enforcer who is edging into my cell.

far away from

brow. But he also knows

it’ll make