Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 61

Aaron doesn’t budge.

I can feel the tension rising between them.

I smile at my brother to try and lighten the mood.

He mumbles something. I’m not a wolf but I can smell the booze on him. It’s like a cloud of alcohol. Well, duh, dad d ied. Of course he may have gone on a bender. I’ve never had that luxury. Which is probably a good thing. I keep my emotions walled up tight. One drunken night might crack those walls and I imagine I’ll be a mess if I ever let all these bottled feelings free.

I look at Aaron, willing him to back up. He’s crowding both of us and it’s like a dog marking his territory.

I don’t want him here.

I know if I’m not careful, I might reignite an all-out

honey,” Aaron says. “You should go inside and get cleaned

Honey? Honey?

endearments than in all the years I’ve

sense of derision.

feel. It’s too little too late, and given all he’s done to me

I don’t say any of this.

“Yes, that’s a good

like I handed him the

brow creasing. “Uh, okay. Let me show you up to your room.”

cross the wide open space before the main house-a massive Colonial with huge wh ite pillars and four stories of

paint is peeling off

flowerbeds are overrun with

of manicured