Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

It’s been hours and I don’t know how many times I’ve explained everything that happened to the various Councilmembers who’ve been in and out of the room they brought me to.

It’s some kind of office, but sparsely furnished, like maybe it’s expressly used for interviews or interrogations and not much

else.

No one will tell me what happened to Aaron. I haven’t seen him since we left Rathborn mansion. I wonder if he’s simply in another room like this somewhere nearby.

Of course, everyone know the Council had cells in the

basement of this building for rogue wolves and others who break the Council’s rules, but I’m hoping they didn’t take Aaron down there.

He doesn’t deserve to be locked up for trying to protect his family.

I’m not sure how much time has passed since the last round of questioning, and I wonder if anything I’ve told them has made

any difference.

With each new set of questions–the same questions just asked in slightly different ways–it felt like they didn’t believe a word I was saying. Like they were trying to poke holes in my story or find where I contradicted myself.

But they wouldn’t catch me tripping up no matter how many times they made me retell it all.

It’s the truth.

I can

ago,

from my infant son and I don’t know what’s happening to my mate, but I

to my feet, bracing myself for whatever they have in

escorted

and Aaron meets me halfway, catching me

tight, and I don’t

see

he asks in a low voice, running

can look up at him. “What about you?

tightens. “They’ve been holding me down.

drops at the confirmation of what I didn’t want

ask hopefully. “We can

head. “They only let me see you because I refused to answer their questions until

over to the table and we sit

in his. “So I need you to listen to me, Leah.”

he’s going to tell me.

Council will want to make this as public

me as an example of what happens when anyone amasses more power than the Council want anyone to have. I doubt I’m going to

Aaron!” I say, sitting forward. “You have to