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

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

my strength

wish she had her

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

she has no

mine can’t commune with

what she

let me go,” she grumbles. “You’re suffocating

Then I tuck her on the chin so I can

وو

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

like they ransacked the place, but if she wants to overlook that I can

At least temporarily.

main hall was messier than this,” I tell her. “Don’t take it

and I’ll take