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

to the next

case is

into the house, and then realize

to start looking for him in this giant

the housekeepers is passing by, and I grab at her like

I demand breathlessly.

crib, napping,” she replies in wary confusion.

her go and run for the door as James finally catches up to

apology and some kind of

he goes by.

I remember seeing was in Aaron’s bedroom, so

breathless and already prepared for the

everything that’s happened–after losing Aaron

expecting another blow.

lying in his crib, right where the

would be.

And he’s fine.

be staring up at the colorful mobile someone has hung with little wolf, moon and star shapes dangling

end up kneeling next to the crib, my brow pressed into the cool wood as I watch my son through the

My whole world.

piece of

:

okay, thank God,” James says from

realize he was

hand on my shoulder and so I lean into

do without