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.

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top of each of them.

dying and it’s my blood being used to water the dead.

is some irony in that, I’m sure.

behind me before I hear him.

3/5

to aching awareness. And even that feels like an insult. That I should crave this man, that 1 should want to

imminent death that

hard.

the time? And where the hell did

locked up to the point of starvation and I wouldn’t tell him. I cast him a rueful smile. Whyever would he think I’d

tell him now?

very frustrating,

me away or resorting

other awful tactic.

dad called the main packhouse,” he

calls from him.” When I was imprisoned my

call him

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