Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 25

I shift in the center of the cabin, let my wolf brush by Leah, and then I head into the valley at a full-out run.

I’m not sure even the miles I roam tonight will be enough. I may have to hunt.

My wolf is nearly feral-he’s angry and volatile. A tangle of rage and passion. If I stayed in my human form, I would’ve done something dumb.

Like killing Leah’s father.

Or taking out some of my anger on her, for what she’d done.

But most of my anger-the real depth of my rage- is aimed only at myself.

I forced us into this situation.

I called Leah’s bluff and left her with no recourse other than to

sell herself.

And while I wanted my wife’s loyalty, no, I demanded it, there

is no real bond or loyalty at all, if it is coerced.

I hate that we have come to this.

And I don’t see any way to fix it.

Maybe I should’ve let her go and just let the chips fall where they will.

Her father’s pack is vast and powerful, but in the last decade, my Alpha powers have surpassed his. Where we have thrived

has grown lax. Instead of using the peace to build, they’ve partied and squandered.

financial holdings-something I’ve

Robert had been a

of his Luna’s death. Sometimes,

get rid of

drown his

these years later, he’s a fraction of what he once was.

I could best Alpha

challenged him and been done with it.

to let my temper

now, my men are relaying one of

he wants to survive, if he wants

mouth, take his punishment like an Alpha, and leave Leah the fuck

me to a corner of my mind,

my thoughts are relegated to more immediate things.

doe. Tracks from a rabbit, a squirrel.

the river trickling over smooth

of Leah, waiting in

know what my wolf wants.

wanted it from the first moment I brought

won’t give into my baser urges.

bind her to me. Well, not in

species.

So I run.

mountain until my mouth. hangs

lungs.

hours before I

kept close enough that I could hear if the engine