Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 323

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.

can’t. Not after what just

raw and

Axel got to his feet, I could see the cold disgust

even worse.

obviously regrets what happened between us, and I can only wonder how much worse

something so

use a kiss

up around wolves,

male wolf can get

instincts

trick him so I could win

avoiding the curious gazes of

and cleverness, but I manage to

my mind go quiet

I run and

not

justo, Que

or I’m starting to

that

muscles

quiero un juguete

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

slow and then shift back, walking quietly through the

second before I emerge through the woods onto a small clearing next to the river.

there on a picnic blanket with a sketchbook in his lap and various pencils and other art stuff spread out around him.

he turns his head at

and his eyes light up as soon

to remember

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

at the edge of the picnic blanket.

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

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