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

you ready to proceed with the

he wants this over and

that he’s destroying

evidence.

have a choice, do we? So let’s get it over with.”

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

it is also

with this silver knife, read

and then mark

the claiming bite

my heart

want to

to

the trial again,

me to be

so I can go home to him,

slowly and not hyperventilate or pass

meaty part of his palm, then

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

own.”

feel a wrench inside me, like something starting to rend, and from the subtle flinch Aaron gives, I think he must

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