Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

I shift in the center of the cabin, let my wolf brush by Leah, and then I head into the valley at a full-out run.

I’m not sure even the miles I roam tonight will be enough. I may have to hunt.

My wolf is nearly feral-he’s angry and volatile. A tangle of rage and passion. If I stayed in my human form, I would’ve done something dumb.

Like killing Leah’s father.

Or taking out some of my anger on her, for what she’d done.

But most of my anger-the real depth of my rage- is aimed only at myself.

I forced us into this situation.

I called Leah’s bluff and left her with no recourse other than to

sell herself.

And while I wanted my wife’s loyalty, no, I demanded it, there

is no real bond or loyalty at all, if it is coerced.

I hate that we have come to this.

And I don’t see any way to fix it.

Maybe I should’ve let her go and just let the chips fall where they will.

father’s pack is vast and powerful, but in the last decade, my Alpha powers have surpassed his.

of using the peace

financial holdings-something I’ve taken advantage of.

once Robert had been a fierce

of his Luna’s

so quick to get rid of Leah, so he wouldn’t

to see the disappointment in her eyes. Because Roberts didn’t just drown his sorrows or party

fraction of what he once

I could best Alpha

him and

here, with Leah, to let my

my men are relaying one of my messages

survive, if he wants

shut his mouth, take his punishment like

wolf snarls viciously, pushing me to a

thoughts are relegated to

of a doe. Tracks

of the river trickling

presence of Leah, waiting in that

my

from the first moment I brought

into my baser

to me. Well, not in

species.

So I run.

side of the mountain until my mouth.

lungs.