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.

I don’t want to

after what just

raw and disgraced.

his feet, I could see the cold disgust swiftly returning to

even worse.

between us, and I can only wonder how much worse his treatment

something so stupid

to use a kiss to distract him.

grew up around wolves, mated and otherwise.

can get around

instincts would still be

to trick him so

curious gazes of other

takes some sneaking and cleverness, but I manage to slip away so I can shift and run.

free, I let my mind go quiet and my instincts take over.

I run and

not

justo,

I’m starting

that

muscles

y quiero un

and I’m coming up on the same hiking trail where I

back,

presence a second before I emerge through the woods onto

in his lap and various pencils and other art stuff spread out around

deliberately crack a twig underfoot, and he turns his

and his eyes light up as soon as

in my chest as I try to remember the last time someone

his attention to the page in front of him. “I was wondering if I’d see you again.”

walk over and stand at the

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