Toxic Love An Alpha’s Regret - Season 1 Episode 40

Take me away?

“I’m sorry,” I say. “I think I’m just surprised to see you.” I still don’t know how he even knew to find me here. I haven’t seen this man or spoken to him in years. “What do you mean, ‘take me away?” I ask.

He shrugs. “I’m thinking you might want to not be fought over like a scrap of meat for a while.”

He’s strong and handsome, and, I suspect, very accustomed to getting what he wants, at least from females. “But why? Why me?”

His smile is lopsided and amused. “You have to know that I always had a crush on you.”

What? No.

This is absolutely news to me.

“Aaron hated that I was…drawn to you. It’s why you haven’t seen me at his pack in recent years. It caused a rift.”

I rub my eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m having a hard time keeping up with all of this. And seeing you out of the blue, it’s a shock. A nice one. But…it’s been a minute.”

“Yes, and I’ve shared too much, I think.” He grins again. “But I’m not shy. And I know he never valued you. Not the way he should have, anyway.”

It’s true Brian came around a lot, but those visits stopped shortly after I married Aaron. Can it be what he claims?

I asked Aaron once, what happened to Brian because he used to hang out and be a fixture within our pack, but Aaron refused to talk about it.

“I heard about what happened at the Council meeting.”

Okay. That explains the timing, I guess. Or at least why he might seek me out. But I’m still not clear on how he knew to find me. Here. In a hospital.

“So what do you say, want to break out of here for a bit?” he asks

My thoughts are all over the place, but I try to stay focused on the conversation. “My father’s funeral is tonight.”

“I’ve heard.” He nods. “Let me escort you. You shouldn’t go alone and it will make a statement if you are there with me.”

It’s petty. But I like what he’s thinking.

Aaron is a proud man.

And it would serve him right for packs to gossip about me with another male. It’s not like they haven’t been gossiping about him

and Jessica all these years…

“So,” he prompts. “What do you say?”