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

the Council for something they

fare under whatever

that day, the doors open and Samsen comes strutting

a

with me, and are ready to stop me with

to try

where I’m sitting on my cot,

my feet. “To what

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

to draw

now?” I asked, even

knew this was coming since

about this, but

the

my feet. But I cross my arms

Alpha aggression roll off me and making it clear nobody better touch me until I’m good and

my Alpha powers, and I’ll think about

time for your games, Alpha

or we’ll be forced

wolfsbane sedative.”

simple question,” I reply in a deceptively mild voice,

Enforcer who is edging

run as far

brow. But he also knows he

who, and it’ll make all this much easier,”