Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 9

“Leah!”

The roar echoes through the house.

Aaron is home.

And he is in a bad mood.

“I have to go, Adam. I’ll call you soon.”

“Wait! There’s something-”

I click off the phone and shove it into the back pocket of my

jeans.

Then I run down the stairs-it’s way easier going down than

up-and follow his hollering to the study.

Aaron is at his computer. He motions for me to sit beside him.

I hold my breath.

Being alone with this man…does something to me.

But dicbalt stay on thisholtetractest of bfghhighs and lows.bdon’t

want to spend what little timechoka vefteftating myself or him.

Why arent you workingrig yoyo officePoblask.

me captive/t’s bo

anywhereit choose

it’s going to be

beestelike an enemy and at worsinkelsenterkiniciraf

selostive.

fick but never to loveve.

harsh treatment reflememeacurly

eakingiog.of…

Wie harfed gelge of the expansive grounds,ds, veral footbalb6eldslostimet bestistance,dican

black stains.

my blood, poured on top of

being used

in that, I’m

me before I hear him.

3/5

stirs my body to aching awareness. And even that feels like an insult. That I should crave this man, that 1 should want to mate and celebrate life, even as my body

it is my imminent death that

hard.

Why are you so sad all the time? And where

locked up to the point of starvation and I wouldn’t tell him. I cast him

tell him now?

very frustrating,

at least he isn’t locking me away or resorting to some

other awful tactic.

dad called the main packhouse,” he tells

from him.” When I was imprisoned my phone died and I wasn’t able to charge it.

call him today.”

several spreadsheets up for stocks he’s been tracking and I go and sit near him so I can see. Because