Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 172

Chapter 172
I run for hours.
I have no way of keeping track of time in wolf form, but eventually I can somehow sense dawn is coming, and I’m exhausted, so I
start heading back.
James didn’t exactly try to run with me the way I thought he would, He’d come out, yes, but he’d kept his distance and seemed more inclined to run ahead, or trot circles around me to keep guard whenever I stopped to rest or tracked an animal, or frolicked
in the snow.
When we arrive back at the mansion, James watches me go back in through the patio doors and shift to human form, before padding off around the outside of the house without shifting back himself.
I wonder where he’s going off to. Maybe he has patrols to do or something.
I go all the way up to my old room, even though Aaron’s room is closer and his bed is both larger and probably more comfortable, but I still can’t think of it as anything other than Aaron’s bed, even though I spent months there while I was in a coma.
I don’t bother dressing or putting on pjs, I simply crawl under the blankets and thankfully fall into a deep sleep.
Several hours later, my wolf senses bring me awake when someone walks into my bedroom.

I sit up in alarm, and Adam pauses halfway across the room where he was walking toward the nightstand carrying a tray.
Belatedly, I remember my lack of clothes as Adam’s gaze drops to my chest, but for some reason he’s the one blushing as he looks
away.
“Adam, what are you doing here?” I demand as I pull the blankets up to cover myself.
“I came first thing this morning to give you another checkup and they told me you’d been out running almost all night, after spending all day visiting the Leithrow pack, which you did right on top of getting back from California.”
Adam finishes walking over and sets the tray down onto the nightstand, and I see orange juice, some slices of fruit, and toast.
He then sits on the bed next to my hip, and I barely restrain the urge to snap at him that I didn’t give permission for him to be so familiar with me, let alone be in my room.
It’s mostly my wolf, for some reason, she wants to bare her teeth at him.
But Adam is my oldest friend.
He was the one who was there for me through the can cer, did everything he could to help me, listened to all of my wishes.
My wolf just needs to calm down. Apparently all that running didn’t do much to appease her.
An image of Aaron flashes through my mind-a moment from that da mn dream I had when I was in California, of him thrusting deep and claiming my body as his own.
I silently curse my wolf, I’m sure she’s behind it.
She has no sense where our mate is concerned.
She wants him no matter what,
“Leah,” Adam is saying, gently admonishing. “You awoke from a six month coma less than a week ago. You need to slow down.. You might have your wolf now, but it doesn’t make you invincible.”
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*I’m Luna of three packs now, Adam,” I remind him, trying to keep the annoyance out of my voice. “What do you expect me to do? Find somewhere to hide away and manage everything remotely like Aaron is? I won’t do that to the people who rely on me.”
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