Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

What the he ll?

Leah pitches sideways onto the floor and convulses.

She gags and coughs again and more blood splatters the ground.

This isn’t panic or even some manic episode. This is more than grief.

Something is very wrong.

I jam my phone and keys into my pocket and sweep Leah up into my arms. I don’t bother with shoes or locking the door. I barrel out of the little cabin and start the hike up the incline, running as much as I can and only slowing so I don’t jostle her too hard or let her fall.

She’s wheezing and she doesn’t smell right.

and light and she

movement.

think she might be

go catatonic at the sight of a dead son or husband. And our warriors coming back,

own meltdown once and the rage I unleashed…it definitely played a part in this

knew the whole truth…

knew the many ways I’ve wronged her…

her heartbeat. She wails and twitches then goes lifeless in my arms. I lift her body to my ear and press her chest to my head

in my head.

own heart is

her against me so her face is close to

doesn’t move,

forty feet up the mountain and debate whether to put her down and begin CPR or to

I can command her wolf