Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 115

“You’re at eight weeks, Leah.”

Wait… that would mean I got pregnant right before Aaron imprisoned me? I blanch. “I didn’t eat for a week. I can’t

imagine that was good for the baby.”

Adam studies the ultrasound and moves a mouse taking measurements. “The embryo would’ve been a cluster of cells at the time and your diet was good leading up to that event,

yes?”

I nod.

“If the baby was going to terminate due to the starvation mode your body entered, it would’ve happened. But this little guy hung in there.”

“Little guy?”

He looks sheepish. “Sh it. Did you not want to know?”

I didn’t know. But, uh, too late now. “Isn’t it too early?”

“Too early to really see his anatomy, yes, but your bloodwork confirmed.”

His anatomy.

I’m having a boy.

All I can think of is Aaron. His smile. His dark eyes.

swells with

” He swivels the screen

of arms and legs and

“He’s so small!”

laughs. “He’s the size of a raspberry right now.

If you can make it through the next

this

water. But for the first time, these are tears

to the panel of monitors across

and switches

brother.”

stand up and zip my jeans.

electronically unlocks the door. I pull the

we talked about,

and says no

He crosses

doing?”

honest question, however, as Alpha, I don’t owe him or anyone else an answer. “Adam and I were discussing these

more room and resources

elderly.”

glances at me with concern creasing his

don’t think

when

those ba stards coming here and thinking they know what this pack needs or that they can just insert a new

to let that

looks between me

thought. My father made every sacrifice to ensure that Pack Roberts remains a pack,