Bad Love: An Alpha's Regret (Leah and Aaron) novel Chapter 221

Chapter 221
LEAH
My entire body tingles at Aaron’s request, made in the sexy, deep timbre of his voice.
It’s all I’ve ever wanted of him to ask me.
It’s all I’ve ever wanted to do.
The nights when Aaron and Jessica-and any other number of pack members-had shifted and run together, I had burned with jealousy at being left out.
Especially Jessica, getting to do what I couldn’t-frolic and play submissive to Aaron.
I’d seen them a few times on the lawn beyond the mansion as they’d been either on their way out for a run, or just getting. back.
The way Jessica had boldly rubbed her body against him, getting her scent all over him like she had any right.
The memories threaten to sour my mood, so I hastily push them away.
Those times have passed.
Here and now, Aaron is offering me the opportunity to do something else I’ve always dreamed of.
“Okay,” I reply, breathless and not even trying to hide it.
Aaron smiles indulgently, and then leads me to the library.
There, we’re afforded a little privacy as we strip and then shift, before bounding out into the crisp afternoon.
It snowed overnight, but now it’s sunny and light seems to glint off every surface.
Aaron lopes a little ahead of me, then waits.
When I catch up to him, I barrel right into his side, and he flops
over playfully, nipping at my ears.
It’s even better than I imagined.
My wolf is in pure bliss, running and playing with her mate, and I’m happy to relax and float in the background, letting the wolves do as they will.
We cross the fields and enter the forest, and despite the freezing weather, the woods are alive with scents and sounds,
entertaining our wolves as they explore and play at hunting, though neither of us are really in the mood for a serious hunt.
After a while, Aaron brings us to a clearing, and then shifts back, so I do the same, wondering if he has something he
wants to tell me.
However, I’ve barely straightened to my full height when Aaron catches me up against him, kissing me gently.
I wonder if something more will come of it, but eventually he tells me it’s time to head back, his mood dimming a little.
I can’t blame him for it, because I feel the same way.
The past twenty-four hours have been like a dream vacation from reality.
But we can’t stay in our romantic bubble forever, not when outside forces are doing their best to tear us apart and destroy us once and for all.
But tonight, if all goes well, we can eliminate at least one of those bad forces.
Tobin has no idea what he instigated when he sent that email.
Tonight, the hunted shall become the hunter.