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,

are the ones who voted on Aaron’s guilt, while the ones

to proceed with the

he wants this

destroying lives based on

evidence.

have a choice,

not like Aaron’s tone or his arrogance, however, he

Rathborn, as the claimant, it is also your duty

bond. You will draw blood with

from this book, and then mark

claiming bite to sever

my heart starts hammering in my

want to protest.

to run away.

mercy, to hold the trial again, fairly this time, but I know

to be

and survive this so I can go home to him, even if it

breathe slowly and not hyperventilate or pass out again like I

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

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

own.”

from the

done in blood, so it will be undone in blood,” Aaron finishes.