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

Not after what just

raw and disgraced.

Axel got to his feet, I could see the cold disgust swiftly returning to his features, but

even worse.

only wonder how much worse his treatment of me is going to

have done something so stupid like

a kiss to distract him.

up around wolves, mated and otherwise.

exactly how out of control a male wolf can get around his mate,

rejected me, but his instincts would still be pushing me

should’ve known getting so close to him-trying to trick him so I could win the challenge-would

curious gazes of other pack members I pass here

but I manage to slip away so I

free, I let my mind go

I run and

not

-No es justo, Que

starting to tire.

that

muscles

me canse y quiero

left Rathborn lands behind me, and I’m coming up on the same

back, walking quietly through the

a presence a second before I emerge through the woods onto a small

blanket with a sketchbook in his lap and various pencils and

crack a twig underfoot, and he turns his head at

his eyes light up as soon as he sees

thumps painfully in my chest as I try to remember

page in front of him. “I was wondering

over and stand at the

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