Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair Chapter 181

Chapter 181 

I get a split second to hear answering howls in the distance-Roberts pack members and the few guys I brought with me from the Rathbom pack-before the enemy wolves descend in a rush of snarling, glowing eyes and bared teeth. 

I’m smaller than them, but I quickly realize I’m also faster. 

I dodge snapping teeth and raking claws, but there’s too many of them, and eventually I have to fight. 

I go low, clamping my jaws around a leg and biting down until I feel bones breaking. I lunge at another and bite its underbelly. But they’re circling and the next wave, I’m forced to defend more than attack because they are coming at me three at a time. 

I bite and slash, kicking out and clawing. 

My limbs are an endless fury of motion, slashing and tearing, never stopping lest they get a hold of me, and by sheer numbers, I’ll 

be overcome. 

I’m in survival mode, thinking of nothing except doing whatever it takes to stay alive. 

I hear a vicious growl, and another wolf comes streaking out of the woods. 

At first, I think even more enemy wolves are attacking, but this new wolf I don’t recognize-huge, silver, with darker fur around his muzzle and ears-begins attacking the wolves who are trying to hurt me. 

He’s vicious and relentless, tearing through the other wolves at inhuman speed, and for the first time I think I might actually survive this. 

A wolf snaps at me, catching me on the shoulder and I can’t help but yelp. 

The silver wolf-face and chest now covered in dark crimson blood-lunges toward me and savages the wolf that had sun 

into me. 

In another few moments, the wolves who aren’t already dead seem to finally get a hint that they’re outmatched, and turn tail, fleeing into the woods. 

Almost as soon as they’re gone, I shift back, panting, feeling nauseous at the blood spattered all over me. 

At how close I came to being killed on my own family’s landa. 

In the distance, I can hear the howls of the Roberts and Rathborn wolves getting closer. 

They’ll be here within moments, but if not for the silver wolf, they would have been too late. 

I would have already been dead. 

A few seconds later, the silver wolf shifts as well, and the man straightens, covered in even more blood than I am. 

He turns to face me, and my heart drops into my feet. 

I can’t believe it. 

“What are you doing here?”