Toxic Love An Alpha’s Regret - Season 1 Episode 17
I leave Jessica and try to dispel the things she’d said from my mind. Jessica would slide into Leah’s shoes in a heartbeat. She’d a*sume the role of Luna, dedicate herself to me and our pack and I wouldn’t have to doubt her commitment or integrity.
She’s been loyal for as long as I’ve known her and she’s been patient.
I don’t think that either of us expected this situation with Leah to be permanent. Certainly not when she was a minor and then even after I married her there was always this notion that things would not be permanent.
But as the years have gone by, my thoughts on that have changed.
My goals have changed.
James is standing outside of the mansion and he’s pensive.
He’s working hard to step up but I can’t overlook the missteps that have been made. He moves to the driver’s side of the Range Rover. And I stop him.
“No. I’ll drive.”
He frowns but tosses me the keys.
When he moves to get into the pa*senger side, I lock the door.
“I’m going to take this meeting alone,” I tell him.
He opens his mouth but what can he say? He frowns. “Aaron,
I…”
I know he is gutted by that announcement because it conveys that I’ve lost trust in him. But there is nothing to be done for it.
Trust is earned.
It is not something that can be a*sumed or demanded. And though James is my beta, I’m beginning to regret promoting him to the position.
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While grounded in the hurts her pack caused ours, his actions toward Leah, speak of prejudices that he’s allowed to cloud his judgment, and that is not acceptable.
“Where are you going?” he asks.
I don’t say. “Reinforce the patrols along the borders and ensure that the mansion has a contingent of guards.”
He nods.
I start the car and drive off. He’s still standing there when I peel out of the long driveway.
It’s a good thirty minutes before I’m on the main highways for this region and I drive toward a small town for a meeting with
our human CFO of the pack’s corporation. Normally, I’d take that meeting in our corporate headquarters, but what I want to say and do, I don’t need witnesses to.
It’s a plan that has been a long time coming.
Jeffrey Quinton is waiting at the coffee shop. His briefcase is on the table and he has stacks of documents in front of him.
“This isn’t our normal venue,” he says. “You could’ve come to my office.”
I smile easily. “I like to change up the scenery.”
I sit across from him and offer to grab him a coffee. He rattles off some fancy mocha-chino thing and I’m grateful the barista overhears. I hold up two fingers, not that I intend to drink that sugary shit, but because it’s easier.
I’m not here for caffeine.
I’m here to secretly buy stocks and property.
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