Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 323

Chapter 323

EMILY

For a second, I lay there, dazed and confused.

I’ve never experienced anything like what just happened between me and Axel.

But I’d barely come down from the impossible high when he got up and walked out, leaving me here feeling used and unwanted.

The cold air registers on my cooling skin and I shiver, quickly dragging my clothes over to dress myself before someone can walk in here and see me like this.

I thought what was happening between me and Axel was something special, something amazing.

That just maybe, somehow, we could get past all the things between us and become mated after

all.

Except I can see now how lust clouded my mind and impaired my judgement.

I feel shame and embarrassment storm through me.

I can’t believe how I let myself lose control like that. With a man who barely tolerates me and would kill me the second he discovered the truth of what I’d become after the horrible experiments the old Roberts Alpha and his son Liam conducted on me.

Axel had said I was required to begin my training again.

I don’t completely disagree with him on that idea. I’d like to sharpen my skills once again, and the idea of training everyday-having some structure and routine, as well as something to look forward to-it’s actually very appealing to me.

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I only wish I’d thought of it myself.

Now, Axel and Aaron will probably take the credit for any improvements training might bring me.

it, but I’m doing it for me, not them and

I don’t want to start

Not after

raw and disgraced.

feet, I could see the cold disgust swiftly returning to

even worse.

wonder how much worse his treatment of me is

shouldn’t have done something so

use a kiss to

wolves, mated

know exactly how out of control a male wolf can

have rejected me, but his instincts would still

so close to him-trying to trick

curious gazes of other pack members I pass here and

cleverness, but I manage to slip away so I can shift

let my mind go quiet and my instincts take

I run and

not

-No es justo, Que hice

starting

that

muscles

me canse y quiero un juguete

and I’m coming up on the same

shift back, walking quietly through the

the woods

is sitting there on a picnic blanket with a sketchbook in his lap and various pencils and other art stuff spread

a twig underfoot, and he turns his

his eyes light up as soon

thumps painfully in my chest as I try to remember the last time someone actually looked happy

attention to the page in front of

walk over and stand at the edge of the picnic blanket.

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