Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 179

LEAH

I finally give into Adam’s persistence and decide to visit Roberts packlands

Not to come home.

Not to stay.

Just to visit.

To show my face and reassure my family’s pack that despite all the recent losses, despite the fact that I’m no longer their Alpha-that title now belongs to someone long considered an enemy of the Roberts pack-that I am still their Luna and care about their welfare.

Many of the more senior wolves had been unhappy about Aaron now being in possession of the Roberts Alpha powers, and I had to soothe many ruffled feathers, reassuring that my husband and mate wouldn’t simply obliterate us.

I did have to wonder a few times, however, about how things had all played out and what Aaron’s plans might be for a pack he hated. He’d made no secret of his feelings towards Roberts’ wolves.

All I could do was hope that with my father and brother dead, Aaron’s animosity would be appeased, and he’d leave the rest of the pack in peace.

It wasn’t like I had the power to take the Alpha abilities back again.

As Luna, at least I could mitigate any friction between my family’s pack and Aaron acting as their Alpha.

father’s senior wolves weren’t convinced, no matter what I

too long-since I was a child-and spent all that time living with the enemy.

they could rely on me when I told them Aaron didn’t hold any ill will

know of my

was off somewhere

been his ultimate goal

into betraying my father, and then secretly brought up land

but at the same time, making it clear he agrees

this is why he wanted me to come back here, just so he can show me… what? That yet again, it’s Roberts against Rathborn

don’t think I manage to reassure the Roberts wolves of anything at all, I head out and away from the house with no

get far before I realize James has followed me. He’s

usual since Aaron

so much, it’s a persistent physical ache within

I ha te that I miss

the house, the same one I had mowed the night of the party when i’d been

grass is all dead and buried under inches

A lifetime ago.

evening, and the

face James, walking backwards a few

for a run,” I tell