Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 83

LEAH

It’s been another day.

I slept a lot and binged some mindless action series on Netflix. I didn’t venture out of my room because I’m not really relishing the idea of strapping a gun or knives to my body. But I’m also not comfortable moving around unarmed.

What does that say about me?

About my pack?

I still want to get into my dad’s room, but I’ve been putting that off too, in case his femme posse is still hanging out, which

is a lame reason, I know.

I don’t particularly relish confrontations. I think deep down I’m

a people pleaser, and that’s not what my new role demands of

A text comes through and I scramble to grab my phone.

I punch my security code.

exper deep

It’s not Aaron.

And this ping of disappointment I feel…I shouldn’t.

Meet me in the lab.

It’s Adam.

and anticipation. This is it. The test results we’ve been waiting for. I’d

believe I’m cured.

this power actually has some

bed trying to call on something

packmate

my energy to force back an object-and I

like some full-on Star Wars Jedi stuff,

Aaron do it.

into a force that can

dozen feet.

I can’t shift.

thousandth time, what good is my role as Alpha, if none of

me?

me, then I suppose it is

and a cropped tee and head out

wolves that

She waves enthusiastically. I need to warm up to her. She’s trying. And I can’t be wh iny

me more and

they actually do.

“Want to grab

nods like a

I’ll be back

to acclimate. Hiding in my room

isn’t the answer.

hiding as much as

does that awful swirl

It’s nerves.

out of the main house

Flowers are blooming around the yard. It’s not manicured and neat the way Aaron’s house is. The grass is at least a foot tall.