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.

and I think of my

No. Never.

would I do to my child what had been done to me.

pretty fri ggin’ traumatized. And now that my father is dead, I’ll never have the

long and low.

crying again.

of

snuggle closer. “I’m okay. I just have to process it all, so I can let it

seems to accept that because he lays his head

last letter. The one that I’ve

Leah,

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, we’re close to being

martyr and relied on you far beyond what any packmember could ever

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