Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 167
AARON
This woman.

This infuriating woman.
My wife. My mate.
She claimed to love me, once.
But nothing she’s ever done would indicate she truly feels that deeply for me.
She flinches as I toss the barbed words about our son at her, and I take some dark satisfaction in that, even as my wolf howls in
protest within me.
I can’t believe that bas tard Liam is still managing to ruin my life from beyond the grave.
I wish I could drag him back from he ll, just so I can ki ll him all over again.
However, Liam is getting the last laugh, because I can’t do that.
All I can do is clean up yet another Roberts pack disaster.

“Don’t worry,” I tell her in a cold voice. “I’ll take care of your problems. Again.”
At this, Leah’s head snaps up, and for the first time, I see her eyes flash gold as her wolf surges up, threatening to rise up and take
over
She’s beautiful and fierce, and my own wolf is desperate for her.
“The way you took care of my problems last time?” she demands furiously. “The way you denied my one wish, that I should di e if it meant saving our baby? If you want someone to blame for our situation, Aaron, then don’t look to me. Take a good hard look in the mirror instead.”
She strides forward, and for a second, I’m struck with the hope and furious disbelief that she might attack me, her mate and
Alpha.
However, she only pauses as she draws even with me.
“Our son is dead because of you. And I will never forgive you for that.”
Guilt erupts through me like lava, blistering and burning through my veins.
But before I can say anything, she’s stalked away to leave me standing here alone.
Fury gets the better of me again, and this time an entire desk falls prey to my paranormal strength. By the time it’s nothing but splinters and kindling, I’m left panting, but not feeling any better about things
When I leave the room, I find James standing impassively in the corridor, not looking the least bit worried about me smashing up the furniture.
Of course, it’s not the first time.
My own temper is only eclipsed by that of my wolf.
“How has she been?” I ask him, trying to keep my voice regulated.
James scowls and crosses his arms.
He doesn’t need to say out loud that he thinks me abandoning my mate and running all the packs and business remotely is taking the co ward’s way out.
And maybe it looks that way from the outside, but I don’t have a choice.
I had to keep the single most important person in my life safe, and I’d quickly found I was willing to do anything to make it possible, including letting people think I’d turned my back on them.
“She’d be better if her mate was helping her through her grief. Instead she’s throwing herself into her work and running the packs that are supposed to be your responsibility, Alpha.”