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.

planned to mate her-besides the fact she didn’t

put the life and fate of one woman over myself

responsibilities as

people who depend on me for their

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

the knowledge that I’d been about to lose her had somehow overridden every commonsense

But what of Leah?

of her make me aware of this tether binding the heart and soul of

a start that I can sense

sense her

is indeed alive,

bed, even though my

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

to take me toward the doorway of the room I’m in, however before

physician admonishes. “You shouldn’t

see

and pushing and pushing me to go find her. Sight her, scent her, touch her, calm this wildness burning

US.

“No wolf has ever done that before. It shouldn’t have even been possible.

know my eyes must