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

Roberts Alpha powers the

to the next in

is my baby son,

then realize I don’t

for him in this giant

of the housekeepers is passing by, and I grab at her like I’m a woman possessed.

I demand breathlessly.

his crib, napping,” she replies in wary

and run for the door as James finally catches up

some kind of explanation to

he goes

was in Aaron’s

already

losing

expecting another

his crib, right

would be.

And he’s fine.

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

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

My whole world.

last piece

:

from

even realize he was there.

hand on my shoulder and so

do without him?” I whisper, and !