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 had been left behind-some of it

day later, there is another text. This one

that

answer comes when my brother shows up at my room with Adam behind him.

carry a box. Really big

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his down first. “That blockhead beta just left these at

sure he means

lug around both of these. The guy built

you search them?” I feel compelled to ask.

course, we did,” Liam snaps at me.

essentially

is

doing

mutters. Then he opens the box and pulls out packages or protein bars and giant jars of peanut

it?” Adam says to me.

know he’s thinking about me being locked away and

in your box?” I

the components inside clang loudly.

in and pulls out knife after knife and then an assortment of weapons and magazine clips, my

arm you against your

that,” I

is it

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