Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 61

Aaron doesn’t budge.

I can feel the tension rising between them.

I smile at my brother to try and lighten the mood.

He mumbles something. I’m not a wolf but I can smell the booze on him. It’s like a cloud of alcohol. Well, duh, dad d ied. Of course he may have gone on a bender. I’ve never had that luxury. Which is probably a good thing. I keep my emotions walled up tight. One drunken night might crack those walls and I imagine I’ll be a mess if I ever let all these bottled feelings free.

I look at Aaron, willing him to back up. He’s crowding both of us and it’s like a dog marking his territory.

I don’t want him here.

But I know if I’m not careful, I might reignite an all-out war.

“Come on, honey,” Aaron says. “You should go inside and get cleaned up. You need to rest. To eat.”

Honey? Honey?

few days, he’s dropped more endearments than in all the years

had the occasional “princess” but even those were relayed with a sense of derision. The niceties now… There is no

too late, and given all he’s done to me and my family,

say any

smile sweetly. “Yes, that’s a good idea.”

like I handed

“Uh, okay. Let me show you up to your room.”

main house-a massive Colonial with

paint is peeling off the

overrun with

of manicured lawns is

me. His presence is big and looming, dangerous. But I don’t feel threatened,

eyes are sharp and they’re assessing…everything.