Bad Love: An Alpha's Regret (Leah and Aaron) novel Chapter 144

Chapter 144 

AARON 

I’m missing a date with my wife tonight, and I’m pis sed about 

I never should’ve gone back to the Council today. 

I swear it was like some bu llshit power play to get me to come to heel just because they called. They’re like that, the Elders, always wanting to make sure other wolves knew their place and how to obey. 

I’ve never had a problem with them before. I’m not like Tobin with his blind obedience and idealism. But I’m not a conspiracy theorist, either. The Council serves its purpose. I don’t have to like its members or even its decrees. But the Council has kept our species alive and thriving for millennia. 

I wonder at their mandate for Leah to transition. 

There’s likely merit to it. 

I’ve shown my hand with her and her frailty as a human is something that could be used against me. Solidifying her position as Alpha assures that others won’t think that they can so easily attack Pack Roberts. And that threat could come 

from anywhere… even her own packmates. 

I rub my chest. My wolf is angry and clawing at my insides to be free. 

I check my phone again but the thing’s worthless. I try to get the wifi to switch on but the pilot said it was down and no matter how many times they tried to restart the router, it’s not working. 

“We’re beginning our descent,” the pilot tells me. 

Great. Fine. 

It won’t be long then. 

We’ll be wheels down. I’ll meet up with Leah. All will be well. 

At least, that’s what I’m telling myself. But from the moment she left this morning and especially after that call we had this 

afternoon, I can’t shake this pervasive and relentless tension. It’s like a low hum of unease that skitters over my skin. 

My wolf wants out. Now. 

He’s growling and clawing at my insides. 

I rub my chest. “Easy boy. We’re almost there.” 

He makes a mournful sound that does nothing to ease my 

dread. 

I’m not sure this terrible sense of foreboding is going to abate. 

Not until I hold Leah again… 

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I reach into the glove compartment and there’s a gun. I grab 

1. I sense that it won’t make a difference, but something about the weight and feel of that cold metal in my hand brings some comfort. 

I exit the vehicle and start toward the docks. The soft sound of waves echoes to me. I only have a few minutes, maybe five or six and I wonder what the he ll I’m going to do if Liam isn’t here. If this was all just some elaborate scheme and once they have me, both Liam and I will be executed, leaving Pack Roberts to some other wolf to claim it. 

I cross the threshold and the heavy metal door makes a loud creak. The light outside helps me see within, but the warehouse itself is dark. At the far corner, is another single light on. 

The he ll with this. 

This feels like a movie where someone is going to turn on their phone or a flashlight-because the only source of light in that