Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 69

AARON

Leah’s room looks like it’s been ransacked. Clothes are strewn across the floor and bed. The closet is open and hangers are at twisted angles. Books are everywhere. And boxes. There are cardboard boxes piled in row after row, almost from the floor to the ceiling.

I rock back on my heels.

I’m not sure what I’m supposed to say or think about this.

I glance at Leah.

Her lower lip trembles.

Oh for f**k’s sake.

She survived an attack by a ruthless Alpha hellbent on killing her to claim her lineage. She’s put up with me for years. And now, because her ol’ man and her di pshit brother let her room go to h ell, now…she’s going to start crying?!

drag her to me.

hug her harder. Not so hard as to hurt her, most of her body is

my strength to

the thousandth time…I wish she had her

respond to these touches and sensory cues. Our wolves are simpler. Touch, scent, s*x. My closeness would calm her. Reassure her. Solidify our

has no

commune with

what she means

let me go,” she grumbles. “You’re

I tuck her on the chin so I

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me her hands. “It’s good. I’m fine. So they turned my old

the place, but if she wants to overlook that I

At least temporarily.

this,” I tell her. “Don’t take it

eyes, and I’ll take