Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 288

AARON

I step into the sitting room, I’m eager to see my sister for the first time in ten years.

Emily has her back to me, staring out the window.

Axel stands by, looking both annoyed and bored, and I briefly wonder if Emily has been difficult to put him in such a mood since the last time I saw him.

I don’t know what to expect.

Jessica’s warning about Emily’s fragile state keeps echoing in my mind.

Emily is going to be difficult; I know that much.

Who wouldn’t be after a decade in captivity?

My sister is no doubt broken in many different ways and needs the support of myself and the pack so she can slowly put her life back together.

“Emily,” I say softly as I approach, and she whirls around to

face me, eyes wide like a cornered, panicked animal.

“It’s okay,” I tell her calmly. “You’re home now. You’re safe.”

Emily’s eyes fill with tears as she steps forward.

catch her up against

can’t believe the

living with the pain of my entire immediate family being dead

Aaron,” Emily says through her tears, voice mu fled

worriedly, setting her back from

dart around the room, as if she

under the same roof as me,” Emily whispers

though I think I already know who my sister is

as if it should be obvious.

pack lands? In your home? She’s the daughter of our worst enemy. Her marriage to you was all a sham, a ploy to put a wolf in sheep’s clothing right under your nose. And you fell

shake my head sadly at Emily’s

is the pack. She is Luna, and the beating heart of us. We wouldn’t be here, living peacefully now, if it wasn’t for her. Things have changed since you were last home. I know it’s probably hard

she snaps, pulling away from me. “I’m the only one who can see clearly. Mark my words, I will not accept her as your mate. And the second I see any evidence of her true Roberts colors,

concern rush through me, along

anger.

unwell than

the pain of her captivity toward the

person who found and

will accept it. Furthermore, you will not look upon her with suspicion. She-and I as your brother-do not deserve such disrespect. If you

and she looks wounded, as if I’ve physically harmed her in

terrible, but I can’t

muddled by all those years of captivity. You’re stuck in a past that doesn’t exist anymore. I’m

away, and I can’t tell if she agrees with

not.