Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 134

“Liam?” Leah glances at me and I usher

her to the side. “We’ll take a table back in

the main room,” I tell Antoine.

I spin Leah around and get her on the

other side of the curtain.

“What is my brother doing here?”

“Dining,” I reply easily. “What else?”

We’re led back to a private alcove and I pull out my phone and text for my security detail to come in.

“A team will be joining us, Antoine. Please position them appropriately.”

“Of course, sir. Right away, sir.”

We sit and take the menus he extends to

us.

A bevy of waiters and bussers pour drinks and place a platter of artisan

breads on the table. Leah reads her

menu and I’m glad that she isn’t too put off by the fact that her brother is in the

same exclusive restaurant.

I wouldn’t think much of it either.

Except I know who he is eating with. And

it’s not Tobin. Or some other Council

member.

Their backs were to us, but I recognized

the tattoos on their necks. These are Old

Country Wolves. One from an Arctic pack that traces its line to the origins of our

kind. Two from a Eurasian pack that’s

anchored in Belarus.

The closest equivalent to these merciless

wolves is the mafia.

the Council. They operate outside of it. They don’t give a sh it

They’re weapons dealers.

Drug traffickers.

alley dealings influence entire regions

countries.

doing, taking a meeting

write this off as coincidence

just runs in

is too high up. You

a sitdown

you’re brokering

hundred million. They don’t

of the small

third wolf, Dorian, I don’t

for twenty

to this

1

paths with

time or two.

pack is a bu

Michails’

not too long ago.

pretty sure his

regenerated.

Ryker, he’s a known

to the fact that her brother

order a 2018 Chateau Petrus

take up position directly outside our

my own, no problem.

But Leah is vulnerable.

when she became Alpha of

it sent shockwaves through the

don’t think most wolves would

about ki lling her. The power she holds is

Even for me.

looks up and smiles. “This is

nice, Aaron.”

on

the food or the

I just want to get her back to that

her like it’s Christmas

her

what

whispers.

have to decide. It’s a tasting