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 have her

of one woman over myself

my responsibilities as

the people who depend on me for their life

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

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

But what of Leah?

her make me aware of this tether binding the heart

start that I can

can sense her

alive, but weak, and

climb out of bed, even though my legs protest holding

cards attached to me, until I’m

before I can get there, the door opens. Both Adam and my own pack

admonishes. “You shouldn’t be

need to see her,”

wolf is pushing and pushing and pushing me to go find her. Sight her, scent her,

US.

that before. It shouldn’t have even been possible.

eyes must be glowing, my claws lengthening and my fangs threatening to