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

believe I’m cured.

actually

lain awake in bed trying to call on something of this “alpha” lineage, I get

packmate to

use my energy to force back

like some full-on Star Wars Jedi stuff, but

Aaron do it.

into a force

a dozen feet.

I can’t shift.

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

me?

then I

a cropped tee and head out of

pass two wolves that

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

and

they actually do.

Marla,” I say. “Want to

like a seal.

be back in a

three days; I need to acclimate. Hiding in my

isn’t the answer.

as much as waiting

that awful swirl again and

It’s nerves.

step out of the main

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