Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

LEAH

It’s been another day.

I slept a lot and binged some mindless action series on Netflix. I didn’t venture out of my room because I’m not really relishing the idea of strapping a gun or knives to my body. But I’m also not comfortable moving around unarmed.

What does that say about me?

About my pack?

I still want to get into my dad’s room, but I’ve been putting that off too, in case his femme posse is still hanging out, which

is a lame reason, I know.

I don’t particularly relish confrontations. I think deep down I’m

a people pleaser, and that’s not what my new role demands of

A text comes through and I scramble to grab my phone.

I punch my security code.

exper deep

It’s not Aaron.

And this ping of disappointment I feel…I shouldn’t.

me in the

It’s Adam.

anticipation. This is it. The test results

believe I’m cured.

power actually

in bed trying to call on something of this “alpha”

compel a packmate

can’t use my energy to force back an object-and I

full-on Star Wars Jedi stuff,

Aaron do it.

energy into a force that

dozen

I can’t shift.

wondering, for the thousandth time, what good is my role as Alpha, if none of the powers actually

me?

me, then I suppose

and a cropped tee and

two wolves

Marla. She waves enthusiastically. I need to warm up to her. She’s trying. And I can’t be wh iny to

welcome me more and then act all standoffish

they actually do.

“Want to grab lunch?”

like a seal.

be back

been three days; I need to acclimate. Hiding in my

isn’t the answer.

I haven’t been hiding as

stomach does that awful swirl

It’s nerves.

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