Bad Love: An Alpha's Regret

Chapter 115

“You’re at eight weeks, Leah.”

Wait… that would mean I got pregnant right before Aaron imprisoned me? I blanch. “I didn’t eat for a

week. I can’t

imagine that was good for the baby.”

Adam studies the ultrasound and moves a mouse taking measurements. “The embryo would’ve been a

cluster of cells at the time and your diet was good leading up to that event,

yes?”

I nod.

“If the baby was going to terminate due to the starvation mode your body entered, it would’ve

happened. But this little guy hung in there.”

“Little guy?”

He looks sheepish. “Sh it. Did you not want to know?”

I didn’t know. But, uh, too late now. “Isn’t it too early?”

“Too early to really see his anatomy, yes, but your bloodwork confirmed.”

His anatomy.

I’m having a boy.

All I can think of is Aaron. His smile. His dark eyes.

My heart swells with love for my baby.

“Here, look,” Adam says. ” He swivels the screen and then I see

it. A tiny outline of arms and legs and a little face.

“He’s so small!”

Adam laughs. “He’s the size of a raspberry right now. By next Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

week, he’ll double. If you can make it through the next month,

there’s a good chance this little guy will be born.”

My eyes water. But for the first time, these are tears of joy.

There’s a beeping sound and we both turn to the panel of monitors across the room. “What’s going

on?”

Adam crosses the room and switches camera views. “It’s your

brother.”

I swipe the gel off my body, stand up and zip my jeans. I pull my shirt down. “Let him in.”

There’s a beep as Adam electronically unlocks the door. I pull the plug out of the wall turning off the

ultrasound.

“Remember what we talked about, Adam.”

He nods and says no more.

Adam enters the lab. He crosses his arms. “What are you

doing?”

It’s an honest question, however, as Alpha, I don’t owe him or anyone else an answer. “Adam and I

were discussing these facilities. I am going to expand the medical pavilion. Let’s

ensure we have more room and resources for our young and

elderly.”

He glances at me with concern creasing his brow. “Are you anticipating war?”

“Not from Aaron.” At least…I don’t think he will. Our son will

ensure that when I’m gone.

“The Council, then.” Liam curses. “The nerve of those ba stards coming here and thinking they know

what this pack needs or that they can just insert a new ruler in your place.”

“We aren’t going to let that happen,” I tell him.

He looks between me and Adam.

I’ve given this a lot of thought. My father made every sacrifice to ensure that Pack Roberts remains a

pack, separate of

Council influence or the takeover of another Alpha. I know

exactly how far my father was willing to go because my life has been sacrificed in pursuit of it. My

father gave up everything to protect his pack and to prevent Aaron from taking control.

“I’m going to honor Dad’s wishes, Liam.”

He rubs his chin. “How?”

1 hold out my hand, and Liam takes it.

I step closer to him and bring his hand up so I can kiss his

knuckles.

“I want to clear something up right now. You’re my brother and I love you.”

He gives me a lopsided smile.

“And I believe in my heart that Dad intended you to rule. He

made the choice he made to preserve the stalemate with

Aaron’s pack-and to get me out of that untenable situation.”

“I would have freed you, Leah.”

“Not without us going to war. But don’t worry…I have a backup

plan.”

I pull Liam closer then bite down hard on his wrist.