Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 326

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I don’t bother asking Axel what his punishment will be if I disobey

him and leave the house.

Instead, I turn on my heel and walk out on him, going to find

wherever Jessica ran off to.

I half expect Axel to follow me, but he doesn’t, and I don’t know if I’m relieved or annoyed.

No, I tell myself firmly. I’m definitely relieved.

But even I’m not buying my own lie.

When Axel had pulled me up against him just now in the office, for a second, I’d thought he was going to kiss me, maybe do even

more than that.

My body had all but melted like ice cream on hot pavement.

I wanted him.

Even worse now that I knew what it was like to come apart in his

arms.

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But I hated myself for that.

Did I have no self–respect?

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The man has made no secret about his negative feelings toward

1. me.

Yet my body and my instincts–most especially my wolf–want me to surrender to him every time he turns that heavy gaze my

way.

pack members and I don’t get

talk to her.

getting rid of Axel in a way where she might help me instead of running straight to Axel or Aaron to tell them what I’m

planning.

goes, and Axel is lurking here and there, always watching me closely as

any second

seems as long as I’m with Jessica, he mostly

me if I want to watch a movie, and I almost instinctively look to

even more.

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thinking I needed his approval

anything?

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at him and tell Jessica I’d love to

watch a movie.

and grab some soda pop like

head into the mansion’s theater room.

be, but I’m sure he’s probably lurking

cry and laugh and it feels like old times…exactly what I needed.

the movie ends, and Jessica says she’s

assume Axel is just waiting to lock me

Jessica heads upstairs, I tell her I want a book from the

the hall, Axel appears out of the shadows.

Lurking.

I knew

are you going?” he demands like the prison warden he is.

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to get a book from

doesn’t reply, just trails me into the

welcoming as it always is.

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chairs, cozy couches, a fire in the hearth burning low

embers, and the pleasant smell of furniture

old

and down

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