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

the night

the next in the

case is my baby son,

and then

for him in this

passing by, and I grab at

Ethan?” I demand

crib, napping,” she replies in wary confusion.

run for the door as James finally

an apology and some kind of

he

I remember seeing was in Aaron’s bedroom, so that’s where

and already prepared for

that’s happened–after losing

expecting another

is lying in his crib, right where the housekeeper said he

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 wolf, moon and star shapes dangling from it.

that I end up kneeling next to

My whole world.

last piece of Aaron.

:

from

he

and so

to do without him?” I whisper,