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,

Karolina–and I wonder if these are the ones who voted on Aaron’s guilt, while the ones who thought he

with the ceremony?” Samsen asks indifferently.

this over and done with.

destroying lives

evidence.

we don’t have a choice, do we? So let’s get

obviously not like Aaron’s tone or his arrogance, however, he turns to pick up the knife and book.

claimant, it is also your duty to

You will draw blood with this

book, and then mark Luna Leah

the claiming bite to sever the

heart starts hammering in

want to

to run away.

and beg for them to have mercy, to hold the trial again, fairly

me to be

can go home to

breathe slowly and not hyperventilate or pass out again like

it across the meaty part of his palm, then looks down

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

own.”

something starting to rend, and from the subtle flinch Aaron gives, I think he

so it will be undone in blood,”