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,

the ones who thought he was innocent have made themselves scarce, maybe not wanting to

you ready to proceed with

clear he wants this over and done

he’s destroying lives

evidence.

have a choice, do we? So let’s get

his arrogance, however, he turns to

is also your

with this silver knife,

book, and then mark Luna Leah

claiming bite to sever the

and my heart

to protest.

to run

to get down on my knees and beg for them to have mercy, to hold the trial again, fairly this time, but I know all those words

me to

I can go home to him, even if it means living without my mate and

every muscle in my body and force myself to breathe slowly and

the knife and scores it across the meaty part of his palm, then looks down at

the Rathborn bloodline, deny you, Leah Roberts Rathborn, of the Roberts 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 you as my

own.”

from

is done in blood, so it will be undone in blood,” Aaron