Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 180

I run, rediscovering places I’d explored as a child, but this time on all fours in wolf form, picking up things I’d never noticed before, measuring how different things are now that so many years have gone by.

For a while, I think I’m actually alone, but then eventually I catch the slightest scent of another wolf-a wolf who is staying downwind of me so I can’t catch their scent properly-and every now and then, I pick up a sound or a sense of movement off through the trees.

So James didn’t listen and followed me after all.

I’m a little annoyed, but I can’t be too angry with him since I know he’s under orders from Aaron, and I hat e to think what my mate would do to James if something did happen to me.

the pace, ducking and darting and crossing back and forth across a stream, trying to see if I can lose him,

think we should probably head back. I didn’t plan to stay the night on Roberts pack lands, and I want to go

where I really belong-everywhere and nowhere-the bedroom where I spent years growing

woods, but I slow as I come to a clearing, something pricking

realize what my senses are trying to tell me, and when I figure it out, it’s almost

abruptly find myself outnumbered by eight large wolves, surrounding me, circling me, closing in, leaving me

bristle, and my wolf is lifting her lip, flattening her ears, growling in

am Luna, and they are