Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 280

“What the hell…” I utter as we roll in through the gates and wind our way toward the Council Hall.

It’s utter chaos.

There are dead Enforcer wolves sca tered throughout the parking lot, leading all the way up to the main doors of the

Council Hall.

People are fleeing from the Council Hall-mostly the admin and support staff I note-they all look scared out of their minds, and some of them are spattered in blood.

I drive the SUV all the way up to the doors and pull up with a

screech of tires.

As soon as I jump out of the SUV, I grab one of the admin. wolves and pull them to a stop.

“What the hell is happening?” I demand.

“It’s one of the Old Country Wolves,” he says, eyes wide and

glazed with shock and fear. “He’s gone rogue. His pack is slaug tering the Councilmembers.”

“Fck,” I exclaim, watching the battles as they unfold. The Enforcers and Councilmembers are fighting back, but many are old, and it’s clear the Old Country wolves have the upper hand.

to see James and Leah standing behind me, both looking alarmed but determined, obviously having heard what the admin

I say anyway, getting a nod from both of them.

wonder,

is an honor among them that is

admirable.

who had that fanatical plan to wipe out humans. and some packs

to be executed.

less than what they were going to do to

I wouldn’t stand by and watch

The Council wasn’t perfect, but it served its purpose. Up until recent times, I’d even say it allowed our packs to thrive, to move beyond the wars

our kind for centuries.

there’s no Council

not

I glance at Leah.

streak in me wants to tell her to stay behind, to stay safe and not put herself in the line of fire so we can ensure she goes home to

weapons with the ease of

and unpredictable, but I’m stronger. I can kill Ryker, though I’m not sure I want to. He’s a wolf who was willing to make the

wanting to cleanse the Council of

that doesn’t mean I can stand by while he indiscriminately

follow the tide of escaping people, as well as the sounds of screams

of C

Imembers in the corridors,