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

hard as to hurt her, most of her body is bruised or sporting some kind

strength to

the thousandth time…I wish she had her

then 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

commune

what she

let me go,” she grumbles. “You’re

her on the chin

وو

I’m fine. So they

they ransacked the place, but if she wants to overlook

At least temporarily.

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

and I’ll take it. Better