Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 145

The room is spacious and clean. Quite opulent. It’s like the designer transported the insides of an Italian villa-complete with marble and finely upholstered furniture, glass chandeliers and even a cozy, roaring fireplace-into this dockside commercial building.

The stark comparison to the vacant warehouse behind me has me doing a double take.

“That’s our shipping and receiving area,” he says easily. “This

room is for receiving our special guests.”

That sounds creepy and ominous. “Ryker.”

I recognize him immediately as the wolf from the restaurant.

His features are too remarkable to forget.

He sniffs a bit at the gun in my hand, like it’s some accessory

that he finds offensive.

Whatevs.

“My brother?”

He holds out his hand. “Come.

wolves in this room, but I can’t kick the feeling that there are other wolves watching us

a glance, I see my name on them and Roberts Corp. headings. “What are you proposing to do with

eyes pin me

think he’d

his perfect, polished facade, I sense that

“Sign them.”

stack has to be at

trying to read them, I’ll save

I can’t let my brother d ie. I just can’t. Not after losing dad. But

to have my

funniest thing. A few seconds later, his expression is deathly

they say?” I ask

you’re turning

through the pages trying to skim, but really I’m just

tearing my throat out. And what about

see my brother first. Release him. I’ll give you whatever you

can rebuild. Raise money. Start

a loved one

is final.