Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 127

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Chapter 127

Aaron’s tall, strong body seems to su ck all the oxygen out of the space or perhaps that’s just how he

makes me feel-breathless.

His hair is combed back and a little longer on top. He’s sporting scruff on his cheeks and chin. It looks

good on him. His skin is darker like he’s spent more time outside, and that’s the scent

that hits me as he comes closer.

It’s fresh air. And summer nights.

Liam enters the lobby. He does a doubletake between me and

Aaron.

I feel like I need to apologize or explain. “Isn’t this a nice surprise, brother?”

He snorts.

“Aaron,” he says with a nod before pushing out the glass doors.

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I stand there and watch him get into the backseat of a parked limousine. When the door opens I catch

a flash or auburn hair. “Is that-”

“Tobin,” Aaron says with a growl.

The door closes behind my brother before the car speeds off.

Aaron and I stand here, wondering what his connection to Tobin can possibly mean.

“Should I be concerned?” I ask him quietly.

“Tobin does everything by Pack Law. There’s a reason he’s the youngest member to earn a Council

seat.”

“Oh, I didn’t realize he was actually on the Council. I thought he was just an Enforcer.”

“He is. And he’s savage. But he’s also a strategist and historian.”

“Oh. Great. A homicidal wolf with a high IQ. And political aspirations. Just what we need.”

Aaron smirks and then nudges my shoulder. His gaze takes me in from the top of my head to my feet.

“You look…different.”

I’m not sure what he means by that or if it’s said as a compliment. But more importantly, I’m supposed

to bring up food to the highly restricted floor. Aaron doesn’t know about the DoD contract or the AI tech

in development.

I don’t like lying to him, but I also-as the Alpha of my pack-have to make decisions that put Pack first.

It has to be Pack above everything.

Even me.

Part of me understands the conundrum my father must have faced.

I don’t think I could’ve made the choices my father did. Maybe that makes him a better Alpha than I will

ever be.

“Hey, I was actually thinking about heading out,” I tell Aaron. “I was coming down to the cafe to grab

some dinner for the team. How about I run that back up and then we get out of here and get dinner

ourselves?”

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“Just you and me?”

I smile. “Aaron Rathborn, this might be our first date.”

He snorts. “Guess I should make it one you’ll remember.”

Something about our exchange prompts an equal urge to laugh-and cry. Because there are so many

‘firsts’ that I will never experience.

He dips his head and kisses me on the mo uth. “I’ll make

reservations.”

“Nowhere too fancy. I’m not dressed for it.”

He just nudges me in the direction of the lobby. “Don’t you worry about that. Just leave everything to

me…”

He drops another kiss on my mou th before pushing out the glass doors and slipping on sunglasses.

I head off toward the cafe and grab a tray to load up for the tech team. All the while I’m wondering what

Aaron has up his

sleeve…

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