Toxic Love An Alpha’s Regret - Season 1 Episode 7

The door slams open a moment later.

Aaron’s eyes take me in. On the bed.

Adam sitting beside me and his hands holding mine.

He growls.

“Stop!” I yell. “This is my friend, Aaron. One of the only ones I have. And just where the hell do you get off acting jealous, when you’ve got Jessica trying to

hump you everytime you turn down the

hall?”

He scoffs.

Then he turns to Adam. “Your visit is over.

Get out.”

Aaron comes within inches of Adam

and his nostrils flare. He’s looking for

evidence.

“I’m not lying! Will you stop already!”

Adam rocks back on his heels. His smile is

confident, taunting. “It’s been incredible seeing you, Leah. And I’ll be sure to get things ready for when you come home.”

He means with my treatments.

Aaron snarls. “My wife isn’t going

anywhere.”

Adam glances at me. “You need to tell

him.”

“Tell me what!” Aaron shouts.

I press my lips together.

Adam sighs.

He sidesteps Aaron and walks out. His

men surround him.

“Your boy looks awful smug, but he won’t

be laughing for long,” Aaron says.

“What does that mean?” I ask.

He shrugs. “Let’s just say, big changes are coming. And they’re coming soon…”

AARON

Leah is nervous. She’s doing that thing

with her hair and eyeing me like I’m a predator who hasn’t eaten in a week.

Speaking of… she looks terrible.

Too skinny and weak.

Her scent is off too.

“What’s wrong with you?” I ask.

She blanches. “Nothing.”

“I’ve warned you about lying to me,

princess.”

5/8 She twists another curl. “I haven’t eaten

in days, Aaron. What the hell did you think would happen?”

Fair.

But I never expected her to hold out this

long.

There were nights when I wanted to break down the door and force her to

answer me. But her will is strong. Too strong. And though I’ve done many things I’m not proud of, I’ve never beaten

But that’s not to say I won’t. Always, pack

comes first.

Always.

If she is a threat to them, she’ll find I

won’t be as patient as I have been.

I push the platter of food toward her. It’s filled with meat and vegetables. “Eat,” I

command her.

She gradually picks up a roasted vegetable. But I don’t think she does it to obey me, or even because she needs the

sustenance, her whole demeanor is just

bored.

While she was locked away these last

days, I structured the plans to ensure our pack’s safety. Her father’s pack won’t survive. It’ll all come out at the Regional Council meeting. Once the Collective

sees what Alpha Roberts has done, they’ll seize his lands, accounts, and

corporations. The Council will order his

execution.

It’s a ruthless strategy, even for me.

“What have you done, Aaron?”

She knows me well, this woman.

“Aaron, answer me.”

Now it’s my turn to be smug. “No.”

Besides, she’ll see soon enough, and the

fallout of what’s about to transpire will

ripple through these packs for years to

come.