Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 317

I barely sleep the rest of the night.

The next morning, Axel unlocks the door carly, but I don’t immediately get out of bed.

I’m not sure if I have the energy or will to face the day.

I wonder what Axel will do if I turn the tables on him and refuse to leave my bedroom, so whether he locks the door or not becomes pointless.

Around mid–morning, there’s a knock on the door.

I don’t answer, even though I doubt it’s Axel.

He wouldn’t knock. He would just barge right in.

The door swings open a few seconds later and Jessica walks in, carrying a tray with what looks like breakfast on it.

“Good morning,” she says in a soft voice, sending me a hesitant smile, as if unsure of her welcome.

Oh great, now even Jessica is tiptoeing around me.

“Does the entire pack know I’m a nutjob who needs to be locked up in her room?” I ask, pulling a blanket over my head.

I hear the sounds of Jessica setting the tray onto the nightstand next to my bed, then a second later the mattress dips and Jessica tugs the blankets away from my face.

one thinks that,” she says, and now her expression is more sympathetic

bitterly as I push myself upright.

the selection of food Jessica has brought me and realize I’m actually quite

doesn’t help that I missed dinner last night.

on my lap

least you haven’t lost your appetite,” she says as I

bother telling her that when you get abducted and held captive, eating becomes about

learned to eat whether I

you can’t possibly think what’s happening to me is

frowns and

for your own good,” Jessica says, and it

reciting, rather than

to choose my words carefully. “But I don’t deserve to be locked in my

fair, because actually, I do kind of sound like a whiny kid.

see that she does care about what happens to me.

my best friend, after all.

if he is your brother, we can’t go against what he says. And maybe I haven’t always been Leah’s biggest fan, but attacking your Luna is crossing

my

attacked Leah…at least

understand everything I

years locked away,” I say instead of answering Jessica’s statement. “I can’t be locked up in this bedroom all the time. I need to shift. I need to run. If I can’t do those things, I

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reaches over and