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.

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

life and fate of one woman over myself and

responsibilities as

on me

of both the Roberts and Rathborn packs if both Leah and I had perished in

knowledge that I’d been about to lose her had somehow

But what of Leah?

her make me aware of this

a start that I

can sense

alive, but

even though my legs

rip at the cannula and various cards attached to me, until I’m free, setting off all kinds

my legs to take me toward the doorway of the room I’m in, however before I can get there, the door opens. Both Adam and my own pack doctor come rushing

physician admonishes. “You shouldn’t be out of

need to see her,”

pushing me to go find

US.

been possible. You and Leah should both be

eyes must be glowing, my claws lengthening and