Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 107

LEAH

Selene brings me a bottle of water.

“Thank you.”

I’m surprised she didn’t bring me a cocktail or something.

“I noticed that you don’t eat anything or drink anything unless it comes from the stash of food you’re hoarding in your

bedroom.”

“You’ve been in my room?” I ask her.

“No. But I overheard when your mate-”

“Aaron is not my mate.”

“Your husband,” she corrects, “when he brought in all those trunks and boxes.” She shrugs. “I don’t blame you. Poison is easy enough to use, and, no offense, not everyone is happy to have you as Alpha.”

Gee thanks. But… “I appreciate you not sugar-coating things.”

She waves an elegant hand as if lying to me would be too

much effort.

Selene holds a glass in her hand, a highball of-I sniff-whiskey I think. It’s amber and smells pleasant.

she

toward the man at the opposite end of the hall, leaning negligently against the wall. But for as carefree as Tobin is

“Tobin Hilsdon.”

“From the Council?”

An Enforcer of sorts, I think.” Selene looks smitten. “I’d be careful with that one,” I warn her.

what fun would that

drink then hands the empty

across the main hall directly

Tobin.

abruptly as she nears.

tall and elegant. Curvy. She has a walk that would

wake up

is no

to him

her

Aaron asks.

“Oh, good. A

was planned, but I suppose Selene’s attraction

in our favor.

my men up to carry

it’s okay? There are still a decent amount of people

might appreciate leading your packmates on a run

I know he’s angry. Running in his true form will help with that,

look up

him. He’s pis sed but after I share the idea of a run, he

he tells