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 powerful Alpha

and again with blood–like Aaron

the Roberts Alpha powers the night Liam killed me–then

to the next in the

case is

rush into the house, and then realize I don’t even

start looking for him

passing by, and I grab at her like I’m a woman

is Ethan?” I demand breathlessly.

crib, napping,” she replies in wary

run for the door as James finally catches

some kind of explanation to the

as he goes

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

already prepared for

that’s happened–after losing Aaron to the

expecting

crib, right where the housekeeper said

would be.

And he’s fine.

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

end up kneeling next to the crib, my brow pressed into the cool

My whole world.

last piece of

:

okay, thank God,” James says from just

he