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

so hard as to hurt her, most of her

to use my strength

about the thousandth time…I wish she had

to these touches and sensory cues. Our wolves are simpler. Touch, scent, s*x.

has no wolf.

commune

can’t understand what she means

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

tuck her on the chin so I can see

وو

good. I’m fine. So they turned my old bedroom into a storage closet.

but if she wants to overlook that I

At least temporarily.

her. “Don’t take it personally.

and I’ll take it. Better annoyed or