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

again with blood–like Aaron did when he took

powers the

next in the bloodline.

this case is my baby

house, and then realize I

start looking for him

and I grab at her like I’m

I

crib, napping,” she

the door as James finally catches

an apology and some kind of explanation to

he goes by.

crib I remember seeing was in Aaron’s bedroom, so that’s where I go.

already prepared

that’s happened–after losing Aaron

expecting another

lying in his crib, right where the housekeeper said

would be.

And he’s fine.

kicking his legs–not napping, but also content to be staring up at the colorful mobile someone has hung with little wolf, moon and star

I end up kneeling next to the crib, my brow pressed into the cool wood as I watch my son through the slats.

My whole world.

piece of Aaron.

:

says from just above me, and I

he was there.