Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 75
“Well, I must say, I wasn’t expecting this.”
I turn slowly. There’s a man in the hallway, I’m not sure where he came from. I recognize him from the Council and from the
Grove.
“I’m not sure we’ve been introduced,” I tell him.
“Neither have they,” he says, inclining his head to the three women on my father’s bed.
I shove out of the room and slam the door behind me.
For the last few minutes, I’ve been trying to get a handle on things. And two of the females, Deanna and Isabel, they’d gotten
right back down to business even as the dark-haired female struck up a conversation with me.
I’ve been very sheltered it seems.
“You can get back to it,” he says, indicating the females. “Something tells me Aaron wouldn’t be one to share, even when the
fairer side of our species are so much more interesting.”
No, I can safely say that Aaron has never tried for a menage.
He tills his head. “You’re human. Perhaps you have hang-ups about these things.”
Is he trying to have a s*x talk with me? I don’t know this male. I mean, I’ve seen him at the occasional Council meeting. I know of
him. But I don’t know him personally. I’m not even sure how he got into this house and to the door of my father’s bedroom.
Aaron wasn’t joking... the security here...
“What do you want?” I ask with no preamble.
I want these women out of the room so I can search my dad’s belongings.
The man stares at me like I’m an oddity to be dissected.
With his teeth.

If ever there was a Little Red Riding Hood vibe... I’m getting it right now.
I turn to the left so I can guide him back to the main hall. I ha te turning my back on him, but I’m not keen on being alone in this
hallway with him either.
“Please,” I say without glancing back, “allow me to make you some coffee.”
It’s the only thing in the kitchen that’s probably safe to serve.
“That’s not necessary,” he says. “I tend to take my meals in my
true form.”
Just how often is he a wolf then? Daily?
That’s unheard of. Most wolves only shift with the moon, monthly.
If he’s shifting at will and so frequently, he must be a powerful Alpha. Probably on level with Aaron.
I sneak a peek as we descend the stairs. He’s tall, but not as tall. Bulkier by a couple pounds, maybe. It’s his eyes I like the least
though.
I always thought Aaron’s eyes were cold.
But this wolf takes frigid to a whole other level.
I keep moving to bring us closer to the rest of the pack. This man fought to protect me, but on the contrary, I don’t feel safe at all
around him.
I keep my breathing even and try to mask
my fear.
Like any predator, he would scent it.
I come around the last bend in the stairway and nearly slam into Adam.
He stops short and drops what he’s holding to catch me from tripping.

The wolf behind me keeps moving past us to the foot of the stairs. He picks up the package that Adam dropped.
When I see what it is, I blanch.