Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 320
I can see Emily weighing up her options as she stares at me.
Maybe it wasn’t fair of me to offer her a chance to get out of her training.
I don’t plan on breaking my word.
I take my vows seriously.
If she can put me down on the mat, then I’ll honor what I said and I won’t make her begin training from scratch with the rookies,
even though I think it would be good for her.
She probably doesn’t even realize how much of her training she forgot during her years of captivity.
Plus, I think learning those lessons from the beginning again. might do her humility some good.
But all this is empty speculation.
Emily will train with the newbies.
And I won’t break my word.
Because there’s no way she can beat me and put me down on
the mat.
She might not realize it, but her lessons are starting right now.
And the first one is that she shouldn’t underestimate me or doubt my willingness to run the Rathborn pack with an iron
fist until Aaron returns.
At last Emily seems to come to some kind of decision, and I would love to know what’s going on behind those expressive eyes,
in that quick-witted mind of hers.
Confidently, she strides toward me, and for a second, I get distracted by the sway of her hips.
She truly is gorgeous, this mate of mine whom I cannot claim.

She steps up to me, but she doesn’t attack as I expect.
Instead, she shoves me high in the chest, forcing me back a
step.
I don’t resist, curious to know where this is going and what
kind of strategy this is, because she’s clearly not trying to do
anything to take me down...yet.
mirrored wall.
I’m still trying to figure out what she’s up to when she presses her entire body up against the length of mine and catches my lips
with her own.
For a split second, I’m shocked into freezing in place.
But then white-hot lust erupts through my body and I’m acting before I’ve even had a chance to think about what a
bad idea this is.
I clutch her up against me, hungrily kissing her back, taking the one thing I never thought I’d get to experience.
I’d heard being with your mate was like nothing else a wolf could ever experience, but nothing has prepared me for the
maelstrom of heat and lust and this soul-deep yearning that storms through me now that I’ve got Emily in my arms and her
mouth beneath mine.
I want nothing more than to throw her down on the mat and claim her with my body and my teeth, sinking into her and making
her mine-marking her-so that everyone will know who she belongs to, and no one will ever even think to take
her for themselves.
I spin us around, and press Emily up against the mirror,
getting my hands under her thighs and picking her up.

She wraps her lithe legs tightly around my waist, and I rock into her, imagining how good it would be if I f u c ked her up against
this mirror right here, right now.
I plunge my tongue deeper and harder into her mouth, the same thing I want to do with my coc k into her welcoming
body.
When Emily pushes us away from the wall, I go along with her.
And when she urges me down, I eagerly drop back onto the mat, pulling her on top of me, not breaking the kiss.
Her legs slip down either side of my hips as she perches on top
of me.
All I can think about is tearing off every single item of clothing between us and thrusting up into the tight, wet heat of her. Letting
her ride me until she’s screaming my name.
Just when I grip a handful of her shirt with the thought of tearing it in two, she breaks the kiss and sits up.
Her cheeks are flushed, while her lips are reddened and
slicked.
I want to work her over until her whole body is blushing pink
and limp from the countless times I make her o rgasm.
“I win,” she says, lips widening into a grin.
It takes my mind a few seconds for the meaning of those
words to sink in.
“I put you down on the mat,” she says triumphantly. “So you
lose. Looks like I won’t be training with the newbies after all.”
She did all that-seduced me-just to win the challenge on a technicality?

I don’t know whether I’m thoroughly disgusted and enraged that she apparently used me, or highly impressed and proud of her
cun ning.
All I know is I’ve never been this f u c king turned on in my life.
I growl, and clamp my hands on her hips before she can. realize the danger she’s in and escape me.
I then flip us, putting her beneath me, my hips fitting into the cradle of her thighs and pinning her in place.
“That was a huge mistake, Emily.”