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.

a word to Aaron, I drop the blanket aside

picking up the newly familiar scent and

I streak past him,

race down the mountain, but when I reach the gate, that’s where the

was where my son was put into some

tracking his scent any further, but

more determined to do anything

coalesce into something palpable sends me back up

still there, standing outside near the SUV, talking to

when I come bounding

“Did

anything?” he asks me, a note of

I stalk

Hard

you? I scream at him,

and devastated, not even fighting back, and for some reason

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 for them. And where

is heaving and tears are streaming down

unflinching in the face of my tirade, when all I

“You selfish

slash my claws at him, and finally, his temper snaps as

did what I had to in order 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 believe