Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 155

SIX MONTHS AGO

I wake with a start, my heart jacked up, panic coursing through my blood, my wolf howling to be released so we can continue shredding our enemies.

Except I have to save her.

Leah.

She is my world, and I refuse to let her di e.

I will shred the Grim Reaper himself with my claws and my fangs if that’s what it takes.

However, I blink, recognizing the medical annex of my own packlands in Montana.

The sight clashes confusingly with my last memory of being in that warehouse and following Leah into the maws of death in a desperate last-minute attempt to save her.

I survived, somehow, when I expected death.

Now that the fight is over and I am faced with the cold light of day, I can’t believe the choices I made.

How I did the one thing I’d always vowed not to do.

never planned to mate her-besides the fact she didn’t

and fate of

responsibilities as

who depend on me for their life and

packs if both Leah and I had perished

to lose her had somehow overridden every commonsense I’d

But what of Leah?

aware of this tether binding the heart and soul of my

start that

sense her

alive, but weak, and

climb out of bed, even though my

and various cards attached to

however before

admonishes. “You shouldn’t be

to see

find her. Sight her, scent her, touch her, calm

US.

even been possible. You and Leah should

I know my eyes must