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.

heart swells with love for

look,” Adam says. ” He swivels the screen and then I

arms and

“He’s so small!”

size of a raspberry right now.

he’ll double. If you can

good chance this little guy will

for the first time, these are tears of

beeping sound and we both turn to the panel of monitors

and switches

brother.”

my body, stand up and zip my jeans. I pull my shirt down. “Let him

electronically unlocks the door. I pull the plug out

what we talked about,

and says

the lab. He crosses his arms.

doing?”

I don’t owe him or anyone else an answer.

and resources for our young

elderly.”

glances at me with concern creasing his brow. “Are you anticipating

from Aaron.” At least…I don’t think he will. Our son

that when I’m

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

aren’t going to let

between me

of thought. My father made every sacrifice