Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 100

My phone dings with a text. It’s Adam.

You need to start treatments.

Actually, I don’t. And I’m not entirely sure I can. Aaron has a right to know. He is the father of our child and even though it is my body, I still feel obligated to tell him.

When I’m ready.

I think about Aaron’s last threat about ‘lying to him’ – because

I definitely am. About my prognosis, about my pregnancy.

About my feelings for him.

Leah. You need to listen to me.

And I’m not real keen on the timing of Adam’s text. This is still my Coronation ceremony. Pretty poor timing on his behalf, if you ask me. And I’m definitely not okay with his tone. I don’t ‘have’

a different black outfit. Sleek fitted pants with a black silk top. There had been a jewelry box in Aaron’s initial ‘gift’ delivery. And while he’d never

may have been saving up, because that jewelry box is stacked with

it simple with diamond earrings and avoid

around my neck.

another attack, why give

to grab?

to be able to defend myself. But I can kick out of those

enough.

and continue

In the main pack hall, older couples twirl around

Mrs. McHenry, who is in her upper 80s, is gliding around the room with a young man, one of her grandkids maybe. Fathers hold their daughters’ hands and a group of moms are playing with toddlers on a new rug in the corner of the

always be like this.

the time and space to welcome friends

what a pack is

shelter, protection. But

Family. Love.

he’s outside with his own men, drinking and maybe hanging out with the younger people and partying. Although