Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 72

Chapter 72

“Good riddance,” Marla says.

I glance at her sharply but she doesn’t notice. She’s busy sh ooting daggers at Aaron’s back with her mascara-caked eyes.

I take a deep breath.

I’m not being nice.

I look around the hall at the other wolves that are hanging around. A couple of older males look vaguely familiar and there are two younger guys who are conversing with

my brother.

No one approaches me. There are no welcomes.

Everyone is still grieving, I remind myself. But that doesn’t make this ‘homecoming’ feel any less like ‘home’.

would’ve been time to clean out my room or to assemble

what to do with

start.

into a hug. “I still

soak up this hug. I

were the only thing that kept me going

tired,” he tells me.

Aaron felt, being ‘dismissed’?

the right place. I’m

hours. We can figure things

I’m ruffling a lot of feathers and most people, no

“Yeah. Sure. Okay.”

Marla grins.

stand arm-in-arm as I walk off.

don’t go back to my room. I hit the kitchen first.

bake apples for me and make some kind of homemade poptart. But the kitchen is empty and the pans used for my bacon and eggs are still on the stove. Di rty bowls are left on the counter. It isn’t a disaster, but there isn’t a spread of food laid out or the team of wolves that would be up and making

a bu nch of takeout containers and leftovers that look too old. Aside from the carton of

take the back stairs up to the main landing. From here, I can go up two or three flights. I can turn left or right. On a lark I

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