Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Miss you.

It’s just those two words.

I stare at them for hours.

I draft a hundred different replies and delete them all. Because there is no right thing to say to the husband-who-isn’t-my-husband who-is-my-captor/enemy.

If he’s looking at his phone I’m sure he’ll see the three dots that pop up and disappear as I type and then click back to undo.

As night passes into morning, I sleep again.

It’s fitful. Filled with dreams that are more like nightmares, and memories I’ve bottled up since I was a kid.

I cry.

I curl up and try to comfort myself.

Because it’s going to take 48 hours for the results back from my lab tests.

Two days to learn if I’ll live or if I’m right back to counting down the time left with my terminal illness.

I want to live so badly.

It’s some ingrained survival instinct, sure, but when facing my own mortality, I don’t want to d ie.

At some point, I get up and start cleaning. I organize clothes and move boxes and clean up the junk that had been left behind-some of it by teenage me.

A day later, there is another text. This one is also brief. It just says, Special Delivery.

that mean?

my brother shows up at my room

carry a box.

1

K

4

”

.

2

first. “That blockhead beta just left these at the main gate.”

sure he means

big enough to lug around both of these. The guy built like a

I feel compelled to

we did,” Liam snaps

question. They’re essentially violating my privacy, but

is

other hand, they’re doing it

mutters. Then he opens the box and pulls out packages or

Adam says to

me being locked

your box?” I

and the

knife after knife and then an

against your own family.” Liam curses, “the ba

that,” I

is

sad is it that I trust a delivery of food from the man who kept me

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