Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 12

perimeter. Everyone in this pack from the Alpha down to the lowest pack member must take a turn at patrolling

the property. We’re in an isolated area and his pack owns

hundreds of square miles of property with the whole western.

side flanking a state park, but we can never be too sure.

Humans are everywhere.

And so are enemy wolves.

I can’t shift and run the way the rest of the wolves here do, but I know the game trails well enough.

The fresh air fills my lungs carrying the scent of spring and fresh rain and lilacs. Those were my mother’s favorites, and I

planted them all around the main house.

Before I cut onto the southern trail, I turn back to the mansion.

It sits like a behemoth on the hillside, and in the distance

are rows and rows of neat little houses and cabins. Some

two hundred families live and work in this area and the

surrounding countryside. I wasn’t born here, but it feels like

home.

the

Maybe.

glance at my cell phone. My dad hasn’t called. Not to say

inquire after me. I turned over

saved in my lifetime.

I just got a confirmation of receipt.

My stomach sinks.

really need to stop feeling

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enter the forest and the scents change. I

smell the pine and

always wanted my own wolf so

To see and smell and taste

to the world

these trails. I’d run as fast and as far as I could

for breath

I walk now.

Slowly.

Looking up at the breaks in

circle of life that is both fleeting and so exquisitely perfect.

mansion when I hear the rumble.

beat of something big,

Love: An Alpha’s Regret

gray is

is a

darker tones along his chest and

runs until he’s

a bark and then an inquisitive twist of

about Jessica. To demand the

can answer. And I’m not about to give him an out when all