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.

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

believe I’m cured.

actually has some

I’ve lain awake in bed trying to call on something of this “alpha” lineage, I get

compel a packmate to do

to force back an

full-on Star Wars

Aaron do it.

project his energy into a force that can blast a

dozen feet.

I can’t shift.

for the thousandth time, what good is my role

me?

if it heals me, then I suppose it is

jeans and a cropped tee and

two wolves that

I see Marla. She waves enthusiastically. I need to warm up to her. She’s

me more and then act all standoffish

they actually do.

say. “Want

like a seal.

back in a bit.”

days; I need to acclimate. Hiding in

isn’t the answer.

as much as waiting

swirl again and I feel nauseous.

It’s nerves.

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