Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 10

“I thought you left.”

He stands by the door, watching me as I’ve been working from my phone, where I’ve been alternating between reading the financial reports he left queued on his computer, and

transferring the money.

“I hope you didn’t do something you’ll regret,” he says.

Like handing over millions of dollars that my husband likely considers ‘ours’ to my father-his enemy?

“No. Of course not,” I say easily.

He snorts.

I point to two companies whose shares we’ve both been following for a while. “You marked these to offload. Is there something wrong with the financial projections?”

He nods. “Both companies are about to go belly up.”

Oh no. I bought ten thousand shares of each on behalf of my father’s pack last month. I don’t exactly hide that I make those investments, but technically it’s all managed by my father, I

just pass along information from my research or that Aaron

shares with me.

He smirks. Then he comes back into the room, tilts up my chin with his big hand and kisses me. “I’m sorry,” he whispers.

I’m pretty sure my mouth is still hanging open as he leaves.

Those two words…

To hear him say them, to apologize.

Aaron doesn’t ‘do’ apologies.

And just moments ago he was smirking. What exactly is he apologizing for, I wonder. Not that it matters. It’s enough that he gave me the words. Finally.

I sink back into the chair. Shocked. Elated.

Feeling those broken bits of my heart coming back together

again.

it’s these moments.

embraces and possessive glances. The way he holds me

look, with one kiss, can claim every

my

my

and controlled and closed

glimpses

what give me hope.

there is more to our

for a dying girl

*

*

AARON

in the

Leah’s

confused her, as

her is not with

is too strong for

trusting nature…now that is a prime thing for me to

every intention of keeping her where

belongs.

4/7

Here.

her joy, like some force of positive energy radiating from her

before,

fancy clothes or expensive jewelry. She

home but the funds she had from

I allowed her to manage them

pittance of money when she was pledged to

over.

touched a dime of my wife’s. But from the moment she went ‘missing’ last week,

whereabouts with her cell and

game on her

of the charges are subscriptions for regular,

and necessities. But that

to her dad…