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

weakened their financial holdings-something I’ve taken advantage of.

had been a fierce

the wake of his Luna’s death. Sometimes, I

to get rid of Leah, so

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

he’s a fraction of what he

no doubt I could best

challenged him and been done

let my

relaying one of

to survive, if he wants

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

pushing me to a corner of my

my thoughts are relegated to more immediate

Tracks from a rabbit,

sounds of the river

of Leah, waiting in that one-room cabin.

what my wolf wants.

first moment I brought the girl

I won’t give into my baser urges.

won’t bind her to me. Well, not

species.

So I run.

up the side of the mountain until my mouth. hangs open, my muscles

lungs.

several hours before I return.

the