Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- Ashly hadn't talked about this; she hadn't told him it was that bad. "I didn't know. She never told me all this. Iam sorry, Allen. I know it doesn't matter now and it will not change anything, but still, I am sorry." "She got better after Adom was born," Allen said. She still wouldn't look at Alex, and Alex didn't blame her. From their perspective, what he'd done was unforgivable . "But then one day she got a call from your brother Sam.

She never told us what happened, but she stopped messaging you, and she stopped going to your old pack house. She hugged Adom and cried her lungs out, but of course my best friend didn't show her tears to anyone; she is a really strong person, and she knows she needs to take care of Adom all alone." She trailed off and looked up at the sky, swallowing hard. Alex almost didn't want to know. But he knew that he needed to.

These were things that Asy would probably never talk about, knowing her the way that Alex did. Allen was telling him because he needed to understand what Ashly had been through and why they were so worried. "We went over to her apartment , and Adom was just sitting in the middle of the room, crying, and Ashly was at the window, and it was like she couldn't even hear her.

She was silent and unresponsive for days." Then, finally, Allen looked at Alex again and leveled him with a glare that spoke volumes. "We thought it ---- was broken bond syndrome. We want to kill you, Alex; when we saw Adom crying, that small creature doesn't deserve all this, Alex; my best friend doesn't deserve all this." Alex's eyes burned, and there was a lump in his throat that he had to swallow several times before he could speak. "I never broke my bond with her," he said.

"I would never do that to her." "You did enough," Allen said. He'd known it was bad, but suddenly it was no wonder that Ashly's stepfather had tried to force him away, that Allen and Sebestian were so cold to Alex and overprotective of Ashly, and that Ashly herself had been so unwilling to let Alex back into her life. He was lucky Ashly had heard him out at all. "My mom was sick," he said, slumping over the railing and willing himself not to cry.

"That's why I didn't-my mom was sick, and then I was dealing with her family, and there was my stepsister , and my grandfather and father told me I have a disease that will eventually kill me; they even show me fake reports; I don't want Ashly to see me die-"' a thought occurred to him, so startling in the moment that he barked a laugh despite himself. "Oh fuck, my son and nephew are the same age." He dissolved into almost -hysterical chuckles , even though it really wasn't all that funny.

He'd been ---- taking care of his mother's family and his father and grandfather's sh*t when he should have been taking care of his son. He should have taken care of them both somehow. Maybe he should have invited Ashly to visit his mother with him. Then Ashly wouldn't have been alone when she was pregnant, and his mom could have met her grandson before his death. None of this would have happened. Adom would have known both his parents. His mate has never cried this much because of him.

Allen rested his hand on Alex's shoulder and gave him a brief squeeze. "You did the best you could; sometimes our family thinks they can rule our lives," she said. It was such an Allen thing to say. Amoment ago, she'd been threatening Alex for Ashly's sake, and now she was offering him comfort and understanding. "T could have done better; they manipulate me so easily." Alex corrected himself, shaking his head.

There were definitely a few tears on his face, making his cheeks sticky, but he ignored them. He made his mate live in hell; what if Adom was not with his mate? His mate was really broken beyond repair.