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

Leah’s old pack has grown lax. Instead of using the peace

financial holdings-something I’ve taken

had been a

wake of his Luna’s death. Sometimes, I

why he was so quick to get

the disappointment in her eyes. Because Roberts didn’t just drown his sorrows or party

years later, he’s a fraction of what he once

doubt I could

him and been done with

let my

one of

to survive, if he

to come back to, then he’ll shut his mouth, take his punishment like an Alpha, and leave Leah

snarls viciously, pushing me to a corner of my mind,

relegated to more

trail of a doe. Tracks from a

river

Leah, waiting in that one-room cabin. Alone.

my wolf

first moment I brought the

I won’t give into my baser

to me. Well, not in the

species.

So I run.

up the side of the mountain until my mouth.

lungs.

hours before I

I kept close enough that I could hear if the