Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 275

The closer we get to the address where Karolina is situated, the more my wolf becomes agitated. I shift restlessly in the front seat of the SUV, wondering what’s going on with her.

It’s like she’s on high alert. Like we’re somehow trapped, or there’s some unseen danger, and we should be fleeing in the other direction.

I can tell James is also feeling similarly troubled as he parks the SUV just down the block from the abandoned house.

James had been right about this neighborhood.

Every house is in a sad, neglected state. Sagging roofs, broken windows, junk in the weed-choked yards and broken down, rusted cars.

Only some of the houses look like they’re even occupied. A lot of the houses look like they’ve been abandoned.

“Why is my wolf so-”

“Freaked out?” James finishes with a quick smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “You should trust what she’s telling you, there’s danger nearby.”

“What do you mean?” I ask apprehensively.

That prickly leeling

there are Vampires somewhere nearby. We need to get in and out as fast as possible, before they realize wolves have wandered right into their territory.”

I nod and swallow down the dread, checking my weapons before we get out of the SUV.

Despite the fear and the way my wolf is clawing at my insides to get out of here, I’m not going to back down.

who’ve either narrowly escaped them, or heard stories from

the simple fact of our existence, and if they ever come across us,

mercy.

heard tales about entire packs being

but mortal. Vampires… are

nigh on impossible to kill something

here-most likely the AI tech-otherwise why risk coming here at

and I hurry down the block toward the

my surroundings, scenting the air, my senses running

they ever have.

veins like fire. But the reason for it-the danger we’re in just by

Council Enforcer wolves guarding the

a big risk coming here

she possibly be up to that she’d put even

the

don’t hear anything but the sound of water running

with mold and rats and general gross decay, so it’s hard to pick up any

over all that, but the stronger scents are definitely wreaking

of acknowledgement, before we start creeping toward the

if she’s doing some boring task,

reaches me that makes me stop

like a livewire, lighting up every cell of me, but I

It doesn’t make sense.