Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 182

Ryker smiles at me, the expression amused and victorious.

He obviously enjoyed slaug htering his way through those unknown wolves, and no doubt he now thinks I owe him.

Except all I can think about is the last night I saw him.

The night he helped Liam betray me.

Some of the fury I’ve been keeping bottled up since I woke up and realized the extent of my loss comes screaming up within me in a rush of heated anger.

Before I know it, I’ve partially shifted and lunged at him in a blind rage.

I collide into him and we go down to the forest floor, but as I go to slash my claws through his flesh, he reaches up and catches my wrists.

“So feisty! I knew you had the soul of a warrior, but not many Alphas would dare attack me.”

He’s not offended or pis sed off. All I’ve managed to do is entertain him, which makes me even angrier.

“Do you have any idea what you cost me that night?” I snarl at

him.

At this, the smile slips from his face and he nods.

“I’m sorry for your loss, Luna. If I could go back and change things, I would.”

of the Roberts and Rathborn wolves are

thought to tying him up in a basement and not letting him go until I

Which will be never.

rolls suddenly, putting me underneath

ask him again, less heat to

words this time.

better of me and foolishly attacked a dangerous, Old Country Wolf. He could

he’d wanted.

and my heart sk ip s in wild panic-and maybe something else-as for a second I think he’s

Leah. That’s all you need

that, he rolls off me, and by the time I glance over, he’s shifting back

up just as a huge group of wolves burst into the

shifts and comes sprinting over

Adam not far behind.

James demands as he drops down next to me, large hands landing on my shoulder as

tracks over me.

my blood,” I tell him in a thick voice, feeling

Adam was right, da mn him, and I’m

too hard.

did get bit on my shoulder,” I continue, the sting of it making

around me to have a

confirms. “But we should get your back to the house so we can

other guys have shifted, and they’re

me and all the dead wolves that are easily

me in awe and whispering