Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

All I want to do is rush across the hall and pull Aaron out

of that silver dock they’ve sat him in. To hold him, to know

everything is going to be okay.

All I can do is sit there and tell myself that justice will be done,

and Aaron will be found innocent.

It’s been days, and I never heard anything else from Karolina.

I don’t know what she’s been doing, or if she’s managed to

help Aaron in anyway.

I had hoped she would be able to stop this trial altogether, but

maybe that wasn’t within her power.

Still, since I was brought into the hall and forced to sit as far away from Aaron as possible, I’ve been trying to catch Karolina’s eye, but she’s been keeping her attention split

between Aaron and whichever Councilmember is talking at any given time and the longer it goes on, the colder my blood

starts to run.

Eventually I have to wonder if she tried to help us at all.

What if she was just humoring me the day we spoke?

The trial itself quickly becomes a blur.

The Council have brought together witnesses who have to be false, testifying that they knew Aaron had plans to kill Tobin for his power and a seat on the Council.

They play a tape that’s recorded from Aaron’s interview in the cells, and it’s clear to anyone with half a brain that they’ve edited it heavily and spliced it together to make Aaron appear guilty, threatening and almost unhinged, like he’s already half

gone rogue.

give my testimony, so I can start clearing

Aaron on the stand or

himself.

with a look of

the evidence builds and builds

against him.

myself willing him to say something, anything.

at me, as if he can feel

knows, with our mating bond going both ways

him. But he knows exploding

things seem to be wrapping up, I can’t

travesty!” I shout, jumping to my feet.

of this so called evidence has

him look

swell of murmurs that ripple through the

and talking directly to me. “This won’t

while my mate, an innocent man, gets condemned

are

voices gets louder, and I can tell I’ve pissed

most of the Council.

the gavel. “Compose yourself, or you

hall.”

want to argue some more, desperation and fear

to Aaron are surging through me like acid.

says in a commanding Alpha voice. “Do as he

what happens, so I relent, even though my instincts–my inner wolf

I should be fighting for my mate with every single

now take a short recess to deliberate,”

up and file off stage to the back

privacy.

chatter immediately erupts through the

come right back and they don’t want to miss a second of

care that we have an audience,

nearby to rush across the space between

me and Aaron.