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.

with equal parts dread and anticipation. This is it. The test results we’ve been waiting

believe I’m cured.

this power actually

bed trying to call on something of this “alpha” lineage,

packmate

use my energy to force back an object-and

Star Wars

Aaron do it.

project his energy into a force that can

a dozen feet.

I can’t shift.

the thousandth time, what good is my role as Alpha,

me?

heals me, then I suppose it is one

and a cropped tee and head out

pass two wolves that nod respectfully.

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

more and then act

they actually do.

“Want to grab lunch?”

nods like a seal. “Definitely!”

I’ll be back in

to acclimate. Hiding in my

isn’t the answer.

I haven’t been hiding as much as waiting

does that awful swirl again and I feel

It’s nerves.

main house

is cool but fragrant with spring. 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. But everything is