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.

light and she groans with every little

movement.

might be delirious.

can remember some of my packmates going into shock. Women would go catatonic at the sight of a dead son or husband. And our warriors coming back, they would lose their minds when their loved ones were assaulted in their

rage I unleashed…it definitely played a part in this

knew the whole

she knew the many ways I’ve

I lift her body to

in my head.

heart

me so her face is close to mine.

doesn’t move, doesn’t respond.

put her down and begin CPR or to get her in

I can command her