Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 232

LEAH

For a second I think I’m going to pass out.

I get dizzy and I can’t seem to draw a full breath.

This is too much.

It’s too big, too life altering, too shocking.

All these weeks since I woke up and started grieving my son, my baby-has been alive this whole time, and Aaron has been hiding him.

I think I should have an opinion about that.

I think I’m so angry about that, my fury has become this huge, incomprehensible thing, so that I can’t even deal with it right now.

The one fact my brain latches onto is the last thing Aaron said.

Someone had kidnapped my son

I lift the blanket one more time and draw in the soft, new scent of my baby into my lungs and into my very essence.

My wolf recognizes him on a primal level, and it sends her into a frenzy

We have to find him.

Now.

Aaron, I drop

newly familiar scent and following it out of the

confusion as I streak past him, tracking the fading scent

when I reach the gate, that’s where the scent

my son was put

no way of tracking his scent any further, but somehow,

to

palpable

still there, standing outside near the SUV, talking to James about

looks relieved when I come bounding back up and shift

“Did

me, a note of hope in his

don’t answer, instead I stalk

Hard

I scream at him,

fighting back, and for some reason that makes me

think you know better. You walk around making all these decisions for everyone else that affects their entire lives and you never stop to think if you should ask them what they want, or what they think is good

heaving and tears

in the face of my tirade, when all I want is

hate you!” I scream even louder. “You selfish as shole! Don’t you even

finally, his temper snaps as he catches my wrist in a

to protect him. And protect you. I had to spend months thinking you were never going to wake up. And then when you did, our enemies were closing in tighter than ever. Don’t you get it? I don’t care about myself or having the power of three Alphas. You and Ethan are all that matter. And if you were both made safer by you believing our son was dead-so our enemies could see you grieving and