Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 259

It’s not until we roll into the wide, circular driveway that it

finally hits me.

“Oh my god!” I gasp, my hand flying over to clamp on James’s

forearm.

“What’s wrong?” James asks with wide eyes, his head. snapping around as if looking for a threat.

“When Aaron died, where did his Alpha powers go? Not just the Rathborn powers, but for all three Alphas?” I demand.

James opens his mouth, but then seems to realize he doesn’t have an answer. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t think-” My heart seizes like I’ve been shocked with

a livewire. “Ethan.”

James’s expression immediately drops into one of dread. “He was fine when I left him-”

I don’t even bother to wait for James to finish.

If Alpha powers aren’t purposefully deemed an heir–like my father did with me by having Adam inject me with my father’s

by another

combat, and again with blood–like Aaron did when he

Roberts Alpha powers the night Liam killed me–then

go to the next in the

in this case is

then realize

looking for him in this

and I grab at her like

I demand breathlessly.

his crib, napping,” she replies in wary confusion.

run for the door as James finally catches up

an apology and some kind of explanation to the

he goes by.

remember seeing was in

arrive breathless and already prepared for

that’s happened–after losing Aaron to

bond–I’m expecting

crib, right

would be.

And he’s fine.

his legs–not napping, but also content to be staring up at the colorful mobile someone

my knees give out so that I end up kneeling next to the crib, my brow

My whole world.

piece of

:

God,” James says from just above me,

he was