Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 93

LEAH

Adam steps up onto the stage. “Friends. Family. Let’s celebrate our new Alpha!” Adam grabs my hand.

He kisses my cheek.

I feel my face heat.

This is a very public display and I have to think that Adam is doing this very intentionally.

Aaron growls and pushes off the wall from the back of the

room. I shake my head sharply.

Please don’t make a scene.

I just touted about peace, and Adam’s about to start a war.

I glance at Adam. “What are you doing?” I whisper.

Everyone is talking and cheering and I’m mostly confident they aren’t all trying to listen.

“Letting the room know you’re not Aaron’s anymore.” His eyes

I’ve always

then why did he wait until I was

our pack was more about solidifying his position and aligning himself

hug and pat his back. “Don’t ever make such a presumptuous

leans back and his

me,”

He does.

elders and to smile confidently-or try to-despite that

starts to wind down-or start up, I suppose, depending on where you’re

a DJ and the younger wolves are having more of a party. In here in the main packhouse, families and elders hit the buffet and

string quartet continues

grabs mine and spins me around.

until I see who

Aaron.

ol’ times’ sake,” he

through the steps of a formal waltz and I

because outside of this night and this

ever be in this man’s arms

“Come home, Leah.”

“I am home.”

else. He