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

It’s Adam.

lurches with equal parts dread and anticipation. This is it. The test results

believe I’m cured.

power actually has some meaning.

lain awake in bed trying to call on

can’t compel a packmate to

force back an

some full-on Star Wars Jedi

Aaron do it.

his energy into a force that can blast

a dozen feet.

I can’t shift.

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

me?

if it heals me, then I suppose

cropped tee and

pass two wolves that nod

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

more and then act all standoffish when

they actually do.

I say. “Want

a seal. “Definitely!”

back in

been three days; I need to acclimate. Hiding

isn’t the answer.

I haven’t been hiding as

stomach does that awful swirl again and I feel nauseous.

It’s nerves.

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