Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 110

I get through the rest of the letters. By the last one, I’m numb.

The tone changed, and I could mark the spiral my father

took in his latter years, perhaps an extension of the guilt he

couldn’t come to terms with.

Maybe I could’ve been sweeter when I visited. Maybe I

could’ve been braver. Less needy.

I don’t know.

stomach and I think of my

No. Never.

to my child what

to curl up with Aaron’s big wolf? I am pretty fri ggin’ traumatized. And

long and low.

I’m crying

of silent

snuggle closer. “I’m

to accept that because he lays his head back down.

pick up the last letter. The one that I’ve been

Leah,

veered off the road until you’re at the end of it and look back. I’ve made mistakes. So many where you are concerned. I’ve gambled with our company too many times, and those decisions that should’ve paid off set us back so far,

on you

for us. Your financial contributions have supported us. Your sacrifice as wife to our enemy kept the peace for us.