Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Miss you.

It’s just those two words.

I stare at them for hours.

I draft a hundred different replies and delete them all. Because there is no right thing to say to the husband-who-isn’t-my-husband who-is-my-captor/enemy.

If he’s looking at his phone I’m sure he’ll see the three dots that pop up and disappear as I type and then click back to undo.

As night passes into morning, I sleep again.

It’s fitful. Filled with dreams that are more like nightmares, and memories I’ve bottled up since I was a kid.

I cry.

I curl up and try to comfort myself.

Because it’s going to take 48 hours for the results back from my lab tests.

Two days to learn if I’ll live or if I’m right back to counting down the time left with my terminal illness.

I want to live so badly.

It’s some ingrained survival instinct, sure, but when facing my own mortality, I don’t want to d ie.

up and start cleaning. I organize clothes and move boxes and clean up the junk that

text. This one is also brief. It just

that

shows up

box. Really big boxes.

1

K

4

”

.

2

first. “That blockhead beta just left these

sure he

both of these. The guy built like

I

we did,” Liam

fair question. They’re essentially

is

the other hand, they’re doing it for

won’t feed you,” Liam mutters. Then he opens the box and pulls out packages or protein bars and giant jars of peanut butter. There are sealed packages of

isn’t it?” Adam says to

locked away and

in your box?” I

it and the

knife after knife and then an assortment of weapons and magazine clips, my mind

wants to arm you against

that,” I

is

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