Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 172

I run for hours.

I have no way of keeping track of time in wolf form, but eventually I can somehow sense dawn is coming, and I’m exhausted, so I

start heading back.

James didn’t exactly try to run with me the way I thought he would, He’d come out, yes, but he’d kept his distance and seemed more inclined to run ahead, or trot circles around me to keep guard whenever I stopped to rest or tracked an animal, or frolicked

in the snow.

When we arrive back at the mansion, James watches me go back in through the patio doors and shift to human form, before padding off around the outside of the house without shifting back himself.

I wonder where he’s going off to. Maybe he has patrols to do or something.

I go all the way up to my old room, even though Aaron’s room is closer and his bed is both larger and probably more comfortable, but I still can’t think of it as anything other than Aaron’s bed, even though I spent months there while I was in a coma.

I don’t bother dressing or putting on pjs, I simply crawl under the blankets and thankfully fall into a deep sleep.

Several hours later, my wolf senses bring me awake when someone walks into my bedroom.

halfway across the room where he was walking

to my chest, but for some reason he’s the one

away.

demand as I

you another checkup and they told me you’d been out running almost all night, after spending all day visiting the Leithrow pack, which you did right on top of

and sets the tray down onto the nightstand, and I see orange juice, some slices of fruit,

to my hip, and I barely restrain the urge to snap at him that

my wolf, for some reason, she wants to

is my oldest

there for me through the can cer, did everything

calm down. Apparently all that running

from that da mn dream I had when

silently curse my wolf,

no sense where

wants him

a week ago. You need to slow down..

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packs now, Adam,” I remind him, trying to keep the annoyance out of my voice. “What do you expect me to

I admire you for it. But can’t we