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.

her up against

the miracle I’ve

back, after living with the pain of my entire immediate family being dead for

through her

ask worriedly, setting her back

the room, as if she expects to be attacked

she is under the same

think I already know who my

Emily cries, as if it should

you was all a sham, a ploy to put a wolf in sheep’s clothing right under your nose. And you fell for

shake my head sadly at Emily’s

Hell, she 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

my words, I will not accept her as your mate. And the second I see any evidence

through me, along

anger.

is much more unwell than I even

directing all the pain of her captivity toward the person who

found and

to do as I say. “Leah is your Luna, and you 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 do anything that

Emily’s cheeks and she looks wounded, as if I’ve physically harmed her

I can’t let this irrationality

I say more gently. “Your mind has been muddled by all those years of captivity. You’re stuck in a past that doesn’t exist anymore. I’m going to do everything I can to help you. Just please, don’t fight me on this. Trust me. I only

I can’t tell if

not.