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.

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

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

I really belong-everywhere and nowhere-the bedroom where I spent years growing through my teens into adulthood feels familiar where nothing else

I slow as

my senses are trying

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

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

they are on my pack