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.

I could see that many of my father’s senior wolves weren’t convinced, no matter what

with the enemy. And then I’d only been Alpha for a matter of

required trust so they knew they could rely on me when I

know of

Aaron was off somewhere plotting the final downfall of

his

that way when he’d tricked me into betraying my father, and then secretly brought up land and shares of

has stood with me all day, silently giving his support, but at the same time, making it

become increasingly annoyed with him, and wonder if 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

Roberts wolves of anything at all, I head out and away from the house with no real direction in

get far before I realize James has

since

so much, it’s a

ha te that I miss him so much after everything

stretch of grass from the house, the same one I had

grass is all dead

A lifetime ago.

evening, and the shadows are

turn to face James, walking

for a run,” I