Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

It’s been hours since the Enforcers marched me down to the basement of the Council building where they have silver–barred cells they use for rogue wolves, and anyone else either being punished or awaiting punishment at the leisure of the Council.

In the cell across from me is a rogue wolf named Axel Sawyer.

He’s an Alpha who blew in from Texas after reportedly slaughtering a whole bunch of wolves down South, including his own pack if rumors are to be believed. I’d heard the Council were hunting him, but I’d also heard he’d moved on to North Dakota.

That was months ago.

Have the Council been holding him this whole time?

I wonder why, but I’m not going to make conversation with a psychopath who slaughters his own pack, and I obviously have plenty of my own problems to occupy my mind.

Eventually, Samsen comes down and stands outside the bars

to regard me like I’m some new exotic zoo animal.

“Where’s my mate?” I bite out impatiently.

Because they certainly didn’t bring her down to the cells, and I’m worried about what’s happening to her.

Not knowing is making my wolf crazy.

depriving them of any natural light or air–but the

than usual.

on too long, there’s every chance it’ll make my wolf so crazed, I won’t be able to restrain it anymore–even with all my

exactly what the

to condemn a rogue wolf than a powerful Alpha who is in full control

our questions regarding your role in the

answering anything until you tell

forward and wrap my hands around

an instant burning

this cell won’t hold me

longer in control of my

growl at him. “You really want to find out what happens when you lose?”

step back. “When you decide to cooperate and answer our questions, Alpha Rathborn, then maybe you’ll learn

mate.”

samsen turns on his

wolf with the power of three Alphas

drawls from the

hallway.

also steps forward and wraps his hands around the

His skin sizzles a little, but he doesn’t so much

I reply in a clipped tone. “Glad we got the