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’.

time to clean out my room or to assemble the pack, but

don’t know what to do

start.

into a hug. “I still can’t believe you’re here.”

soak up this hug. I needed one.

that kept me going in those early years-that I think seeing all the differences and feeling like an outsider has only compounded the negative

me. “You should rest.”

how Aaron felt,

heart is in the right place. I’m a mess right now and

up. Sleep for a few hours. We can figure things out later tonight.”

sure I’m ruffling a lot of feathers and most people, no matter how supportive, always struggle

“Yeah. Sure. Okay.”

Marla grins.

as

don’t go back to my room. I

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 breakfast for the pack by this time of

the giant refrigerator. There are a bu nch of takeout containers and leftovers that look too old. Aside from

landing. From here, I can go up two or three flights. I can turn left or right. On a lark I take a right, toward my father’s wing

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