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.

phone. My dad hasn’t called. Not

you or to inquire after me. I turned over every

and saved in

a confirmation of receipt.

My stomach sinks.

to stop feeling sorry for myself.

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scents change. I can only

must be to smell the pine

I always wanted my own wolf so I

smell and taste and feel with such

connection to the

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

was gasping for breath

I walk now.

Slowly.

smaller plants and wildflowers. Looking up at the breaks in the canopy where the sun

is a circle of life that is both fleeting and so

mansion when I

a heavy, fast beat of

Love: An Alpha’s Regret

flash of gray

a

tail with darker tones along his chest

he’s even with me.

then an inquisitive twist of his head, his

about

I’m not about to give him an out when all