Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 323

EMILY

For a second, I lay there, dazed and confused.

I’ve never experienced anything like what just happened between me and Axel.

But I’d barely come down from the impossible high when he got up and walked out, leaving me here feeling used and unwanted.

The cold air registers on my cooling skin and I shiver, quickly dragging my clothes over to dress myself before someone can walk in here and see me like this.

I thought what was happening between me and Axel was something special, something amazing.

That just maybe, somehow, we could get past all the things between us and become mated after

all.

Except I can see now how lust clouded my mind and impaired my judgement.

I feel shame and embarrassment storm through me.

I can’t believe how I let myself lose control like that. With a man who barely tolerates me and would kill me the second he discovered the truth of what I’d become after the horrible experiments the old Roberts Alpha and his son Liam conducted on me.

Axel had said I was required to begin my training again.

I don’t completely disagree with him on that idea. I’d like to sharpen my skills once again, and the idea of training everyday-having some structure and routine, as well as something to look forward to-it’s actually very appealing to me.

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I only wish I’d thought of it myself.

Now, Axel and Aaron will probably take the credit for any improvements training might bring me.

I’m going to do it, but I’m doing it for me, not them and not the pack.

to start training now.

Not after what just happened.

raw and

I could see the cold disgust swiftly returning

even worse.

what happened between us, and I can only wonder how much worse his treatment of me is

shouldn’t have done something

use a kiss to distract him.

grew up around wolves, mated and otherwise.

out of control a male wolf can get around his

might have rejected me, but his instincts would still be pushing me toward

known getting so close to him-trying to trick him so I could win the

the curious gazes of other pack

cleverness, but I manage to

mind go quiet and my instincts take

I run and

not

justo, Que hice

I’m starting

that

muscles

me canse y quiero

realize I’ve left Rathborn lands behind me, and I’m coming up on the same hiking trail where

back, walking quietly through the trees.

a presence a second before I emerge through the

his lap and various pencils and other art stuff

crack a twig underfoot, and he turns his head at the

up as soon as

remember the last

his attention to the page in front of him. “I was wondering if

the edge of

for you, if that’s what you think,” I reply sharply, but then internally