Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 117

The days that follow are boring. And, really, who ever wishes for a boring life!? But for me the quiet is bliss.

No attacks, no drop–ins from Council members wanting to take control. No drama from exes or girlfriends. No murder

attempts.

I feel mostly good, and I make it a point to eat lots of veggies and fruits and lean proteins. I’m in ‘nesting‘ mode and focused on staying healthy and positive for my baby. I take a walk each day with my brother.

I’m getting reacclimated with childhood friends and packmates that haven’t seen me since I was a teen.

Liam takes the time to show me more of our packlands and the innovations in the time I’ve been gone. As it turns out, the pack has thrived. There are dozens of new families, and a

slew of kids.

The relative peace gives me a chance to analyze the books for Roberts Corp. and they aren’t pretty. Living expenses are high and it appears that my dad and his packmates have kept up a lavish lifestyle of travel, gambling and a fleet of exotic cars and private jets, even as the company was hemorrhaging

money.

It may be that revenue was so low that they just didn’t bother to curtail spending because it wouldn’t have made a

difference.

But they should’ve tried.

going to make a dent–and maybe that’s why he was so

place.

I’m calling

Time? He texts back.

Noon.

Corporate office?

main offices. I think I visited once with my

from me in the living room. “Get someone to

“For when?”

“Now.”

the wolves at the entrance

move off, presumably to

he stares pointedly at my phone. “Where

meeting.”

screen. “And I expect

four hours.”

of

is doing their jobs, they should already

offices.”

purses his lips. He wants to say

we’re on the verge of

He nods grimly. “Yes.”

you

eyes avoid