Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 148

I don’t move. I don’t think I breathe.

My body and mind detach in some way because I’m too much

in shock to process what Liam’s saying.

“I kil led dad,” he tells me, plain as day.

“No. Nooo.”

“He was going to bargain with that ba stard you married for

your sake and his. Instead of standing strong and fighting. I

had it all figured out. I had a loan lined up to float us until the

military contract was completed. The company was fine! If he’d just waited…. If he’d just trusted me…”

“Liam,” I swallow past the lump in my throat.

There’s roaring in the distance. The thunder of many men and

beasts.

“I’ll keep my promise, Leah. And make it quick.”

It’s the only warning I receive.

Liam lunges, maw wide and teeth sharpening. I fire off rounds. There are fifteen in this mag, and the kick je rks up my

arm with each shot.

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into me. His teeth catch my throat, close to my shoulder, but

mauls me. Then steps back. He pulls the handkerchief from the pocket of his suit jacket and wipes his face. My blood is splattered on his chin. A splash of it stains his pristine shirt and

I don’t want my

to be of him.

Aaron.

my heart and

boils up and my body grows cold. It’s a bit of a surprise how

chill sets in.

sink to my knees.

to stop the bleeding. But my hands are wet, and slipping beneath the

blood.

sad. And scared.

with shock and with the knowledge that I’m

The hard marble beneath my legs. The scent of woodsmoke from the fireplace. My brother’s glowing eyes as he watches me suffer. I

of Aaron. My head on his chest. His arms around me.

I bleed out, I

and la zy mornings. Dancing

he

going to miss him. So much.

roar.

hits my neck and my eyes fly open.

James!?

got a poker from the fireplace against my throat, cauterizing the wound. It burns so badly and the stench of burning skin and hair has

looks like

neck is still burning when he slaps his hand over it. A breath hisses

When I open them again. I

Oh.

There he is.

I don’t know how he knew to come and I’m sure it’s some simple detail like my phone or James, or calling his security team, but my thoughts wonder

him he’d be a