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.

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

believe I’m cured.

actually has some

nights I’ve lain awake in bed trying to call

a packmate to

my energy to force back an

like some full-on Star Wars Jedi stuff,

Aaron do it.

project his energy into a force

dozen

I can’t shift.

my role as Alpha, if none of the powers actually manifest

me?

heals me, then I suppose

a cropped tee and head out of the

pass two wolves that

She waves enthusiastically. I need to warm up to her. She’s trying.

to welcome me more and then act all

they actually do.

Marla,” I say. “Want to

a seal. “Definitely!”

I’ll be back in a bit.”

days; I need to acclimate. Hiding in

isn’t the answer.

been hiding as much

that awful swirl again and

It’s nerves.

main house and breathe

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