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.

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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 is eroding on the inside and edging toward death.

my imminent death

hard.

so sad all the time? And where the hell did

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tell him now?

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me away or resorting to

other awful tactic.

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