Bad Love: An Alpha's Regret (Leah and Aaron) novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86 

Somedays… I question getting out of bed. 

I’d add today to that list because… dying. 

And I really don’t want to d ie. But how cr uel is this world 

that the one thing I wanted… The one thing I hoped could be 

granted to me finally is. 

Only when I’m too si ck to see the dream become a reality. 

I think of the little boy or girl who I’ll probably never get to hold. The eyes like mine or dark like Aaron’s. If they’d have his strength and my compassion. If they’d like chocolate or vanilla 

ice cream. 

I close my eyes and imagine their laughter. Their first steps. 

Seeing them grow up and marry and start their own families. 

The hugs and cuddles I’ll never feel. The baby I’ll never get to feed or rock to sleep. 

Every beautiful milestone of a child’s life. Walking, talking, learning to read, to ride a bike. Teaching my child to swim and 

climb trees. 

Holding them in my arms when they’re si ck or scared. 

Telling them I love them each night before they fall asleep. 

A hundred thoughts come to me and melt away. 

I grab my phone. I scroll to Aaron’s contact. 

want to call him. 

I shouldn’t. But part of me wants him to have the truth. To share this joy-however brief it may be for me. 

At least…I think he’d be happy. 

I probably shouldn’t assume. 

I don’t know that my pack would be pleased. It cements Aaron’s claim to this pack through my baby. I touch my 

stomach. 

So much love swirls in my heart I feel like I can’t contain it. 

Adam texts me: We need to abort. You can undergo 

treatments to combat the ca ncer. You can try again for a baby, Leah. 

He values my life over my child’s. 

And it’s probably the right choice, objectively. 

But it doesn’t feel right. 

This baby deserves a chance. 

I scroll through my phone to another name. The one person 

who is never far from my mind, no matter how much I need him to be. 

Scr ew it. I hit send. 

My call is answered on the second ring. “Hey Leah.” 

That voice. 

It’s deep and raspy. A rumbling bass that I can feel to my 

extremities. 

“Hi Aaron.” 

“You okay?”