Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 259

It’s not until we roll into the wide, circular driveway that it

finally hits me.

“Oh my god!” I gasp, my hand flying over to clamp on James’s

forearm.

“What’s wrong?” James asks with wide eyes, his head. snapping around as if looking for a threat.

“When Aaron died, where did his Alpha powers go? Not just the Rathborn powers, but for all three Alphas?” I demand.

James opens his mouth, but then seems to realize he doesn’t have an answer. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t think-” My heart seizes like I’ve been shocked with

a livewire. “Ethan.”

James’s expression immediately drops into one of dread. “He was fine when I left him-”

I don’t even bother to wait for James to finish.

If Alpha powers aren’t purposefully deemed an heir–like my father did with me by having Adam inject me with my father’s

blood–or they’re not intercepted by another powerful Alpha

in combat, and again with blood–like Aaron did when he took

powers the night

the next in the bloodline.

this case is my baby

into the house, and then realize

start looking for him

is passing by, and I grab at her like I’m a

Ethan?” I demand

his crib, napping,” she replies in

the door as

an apology and some kind

he

I remember seeing was in Aaron’s bedroom,

breathless and already prepared for the worst.

losing Aaron

expecting

right where the housekeeper

would be.

And he’s fine.

his legs–not napping, but also content to be staring up at the colorful mobile someone has hung with little

give out so that I end up kneeling next to the crib, my brow pressed into the cool wood as

My whole world.

piece of

:

James says from just above me,

realize he was there.

a hand on my shoulder and so I lean into his

we going to do without