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’.

my room or to assemble the pack, but everything about today just feels anticlimactic,

know what to do with

start.

pulls me into

up this hug. I needed

my memories of this place are so crystal clear-they were the only thing that kept

me. “You should rest.”

how Aaron

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

hours. We

to approach this carefully, as I’m sure I’m ruffling a lot of feathers and most people, no matter how supportive, always

“Yeah. Sure. Okay.”

Marla grins.

as I walk

room. I

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

There are a bu nch of takeout containers and leftovers that look too old. Aside from the carton of eggs and a gallon of milk, there isn’t

two or three flights. I can turn left or right. On a lark I take a right, toward my father’s wing of the house.

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