Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 112

“He took the choice away from me, Aaron.”

That’s an understatement.

An Alpha has certain powers. It’s a little different for each of us, but the abilities allow an Alpha to control any member

of their pack. An Alpha can force a packmate to obey them, compel them to tell the truth, or force a packmate to shift, pulling their wolf to the surface. An Alpha can use his or her powers to help heal, to help unify the pack with a collective

sense of calm.

An Alpha can strip a packmate of their wolf.

But this is the worst and most cr uel punishment that can ever

be inflicted. It’s such an abomination to our species, that most Alphas will just execute the packmember before even considering something so heinous.

To do this to Leah.

As an innocent child.

I shove a hand through my hair.

There isn’t any coming back from this.

Leah’s eyes are sad when they meet mine. The pretty hazel irises sparkling like autumn leaves. “Even if I did want to

transition in the Fall…that won’t work now, will it?”

I want to lie to her, but I won’t. “No.”

Tears slip from her eyes.

“Your wolf was bound. It can’t rise again in this lifetime.”

“He killed it.”

Essentially. Yes.

wraps her arms around them. She looks so small.

“Do what?”

“Hope.”

how to reply to

my father’s powers would be the answer. That it would somehow unlock

won’t give her

becoming an Alpha would save

Save her? From what?

I frown.

be alone for a

pushing me away again.

“No.”

thought possible. But you can’t fight my battles for me. This is my life. I have to take control

her legs tighter and rests her head on her knees. I ha te seeing her pain. I ha te knowing that she’s right. There is

situation, she can’t even help

LEAH

my breath until

one. The force of nature so powerful not even fate can sway him

the look in

he was helpless

That said it all.

my father’s treachery,

if Aaron has given up, then

used to do this all those years ago, when I was scared and lonely. I’d rock and count and just focus on the motion and numbers until

everything.

that is an antique leftover from Aaron’s dad, and it

each swing

I count each one.