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, but apparently he’s an expert at hunting, and easily keeps on my trail,

I get sic k of that, and then realize I’ve wandered far from the main house, into dense woodland. It’s late at night now, and I think we should probably head back. I didn’t plan to stay the night on Roberts pack lands, and I

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

pace through the woods, but I slow as I come to a clearing, something pricking at

to realize what my senses are trying to tell me, and when I

trees, and I abruptly find myself outnumbered by eight large wolves, surrounding me,

bristle, and my wolf is lifting her lip, flattening her

am Luna, and they are on my pack