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?!

I drag her to me.

eyes and hug her harder. Not so hard as to hurt her, most of her body is bruised or sporting

strength

the thousandth time…I wish

and sensory cues. Our wolves are simpler. Touch, scent, s*x. My closeness would calm her. Reassure her. Solidify our connections as a pack.

she has no wolf.

can’t commune with

can’t understand what she

let me go,” she grumbles.

her on the chin so

وو

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

place, but if she wants to

At least temporarily.

messier than this,” I tell her. “Don’t take it personally. Your pack…they slobs,

I’ll take it. Better annoyed