Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 320

I can see Emily weighing up her options as she stares at me.

Maybe it wasn’t fair of me to offer her a chance to get out of her training.

I don’t plan on breaking my word.

I take my vows seriously.

If she can put me down on the mat, then I’ll honor what I said and I won’t make her begin training from scratch with the rookies, even though I think it would be good for her.

She probably doesn’t even realize how much of her training she forgot during her years of captivity.

Plus, I think learning those lessons from the beginning again. might do her humility some good.

But all this is empty speculation.

Emily will train with the newbies.

And I won’t break my word.

Because there’s no way she can beat me and put me down on

the mat.

She might not realize it, but her lessons are starting right now.

And the first one is that she shouldn’t underestimate me or doubt my willingness to run the Rathborn pack with an iron

fist until Aaron returns.

Emily seems to come to some kind of decision, and I would love to know what’s

a second, I

truly is gorgeous, this mate of mine

me, but she doesn’t attack as

in the chest,

step.

to know

this is, because she’s clearly not trying to

take

mirrored wall.

out what she’s up to when she presses her entire body up against

a split second, I’m

acting

bad idea this is.

hungrily kissing her back, taking the one thing I never thought I’d

wolf could ever experience, but nothing has prepared me for the maelstrom of heat and lust and this soul-deep yearning that storms through me now that I’ve got Emily

mouth beneath mine.

mat and claim her with my body and my teeth, sinking into her and making her

her for themselves.

press Emily up

my hands under her thighs and picking her

imagining how good it would be if I f

and harder into her mouth, the same thing I want to do with my coc k into her

body.

us away from the

drop back onto the mat, pulling her on

slip down either side of my hips as she perches on

of me.

off every single item of clothing between us and thrusting up into the tight, wet heat of her. Letting her ride me