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.

body is cold and light and she

movement.

she might be delirious.

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

rage I unleashed…it

knew the

knew the many ways I’ve wronged her…

starts gasping in earnest and I listen for her heartbeat. She wails and twitches then goes lifeless in my arms. I lift her body to my ear and press her

wolf howls in my head.

own heart is

drag her against me so her

doesn’t move,

whether to put her down and begin CPR or to get her in the truck and to a doctor.

isn’t a wolf where I can