Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 158

After James leaves-and I am left sitting there startled by the reminder of who I am to the pack-1 force myself to get up and dress

I go upstairs to my old room where my clothes still are, to pick out something comfortable, yet stylish-jeans and a softly knitted sweater. It seems silly to worry about clothes when my life feels like it got put through a blender.

I glance around the room as I dress, remnants of both the child and the woman who grew up here, confused, alone and desperately dreaming things could be different, easy to see in the pictures and books and splashes of color.

I feel like a completely different person now, like I don’t belong in this space any longer.

Like everything that happened in the warehouse that night-dying, turning, mating, losing my child-has rebirthed me into someone I don’t recognize.

Maybe it’s not for the worst.

That girl loved a man who refused to love her back. A man who treated her in extremes. Worshiping her body in one moment, being guardedly possessive the next, then acting like I didn’t exist, disregarding my feelings, flaunting Jessica in front of me, yet at the same time, teaching me everything I needed to know to thrive in this world, but then finding ways to use it against me like when he had me trick my own father….

That girl lived in a maelstrom of chaos.

no idea

girl is going to

is going to be strong. For herself. For her

the room and head down

of the house after

another pack member is doing some routine cleaning, my newly sensitive hearing picks up the low tones of James

apart from Aaron apparently not being here, I

normal for them.

through life changing traumas

have to pause

his

and the soap he uses, but the earthier undertones that

any lust I experienced as a human. It’s almost crippling, and I have to sit down as I realize this

the way he

That hurts.