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

grown lax. Instead of using the

their financial holdings-something I’ve taken advantage

a fierce

his

to get rid of Leah,

didn’t just drown his sorrows or party to forget, his grief pushed

fraction of what he

doubt I could best Alpha

should’ve challenged him and been done

with Leah, to let my temper cool, so I don’t

now, my men are relaying one of my

wants to survive, if he wants to

come back to, then he’ll shut his mouth, take his punishment like

me to a corner

thoughts are relegated

Tracks from a rabbit, a squirrel.

of the river trickling over smooth

waiting in that

what my wolf wants.

from the first moment I brought the girl home.

won’t give into

to me. Well, not in the true ways of our

species.

So I run.

until my mouth. hangs open, my muscles

lungs.

hours before I

far. I kept close enough that I could hear if the engine started or if she tried to leave. Not that I