Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

I still don’t feel steady as the Enforcers march us out of the room and back to the main hall, that is now empty of an audience.

At least we won’t have to do this part in front of all the regional Alphas and their Lunas.

Probably the only reason is because the Council keeps the method to breaking a mating bond tightly under wraps, only allowing it under strict circumstances that don’t crop up very often.

I feel like I’m walking in a nightmare.

All I can think over and over is that this can’t be happening.

Things can’t have spiraled this far out of control.

There has to be some way to stop this before our mating bond

is broken and Aaron is executed under the next full moon.

But no last–minute stay of execution–literal or figurative- comes about.

Aaron and I are left standing on the stage hand–in–hand, while Samsen sets an old, leatherbound book on the table

next to a silver ceremonial knife.

There’s only a few Councilmembers present–including Petyr,

Aaron’s guilt, while the ones who thought he

proceed with the ceremony?”

he wants this over

care that he’s destroying lives based on false

evidence.

have a choice, do

obviously not like Aaron’s tone or his arrogance, however, he turns to pick up

as the claimant, it is also your

blood with this silver

this book, and then mark Luna Leah with

claiming bite to sever the

stiffly, and my heart

want to protest.

to

to get down on my knees and beg for them to have mercy, to hold the trial

me to be strong.

me to be strong and survive this so I can go home to him, even if it means living without my mate and true love.

muscle in my body and force myself to breathe slowly and not hyperventilate or pass out again like I

meaty part of

bloodline. No longer shall our bond exclude us from all others. No longer do I recognize you as my mate. No longer do I claim

own.”

from the subtle flinch

done in blood, so it will be