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?”

us shortly.” He holds out his

in this room, but I can’t kick the

glance, I see my name on them and Roberts

man’s eyes pin me

think he’d use his

I sense that this male is

“Sign them.”

stack has to be at least a hundred pages

bother trying to read them, I’ll save

lump is rising in my throat. I can’t let my brother d ie. I just can’t. Not after losing

have my

laughs, throwing his head back like I said the funniest thing. A few seconds later, his

do they say?”

you’re turning over

flip through the pages trying to skim, but really I’m just looking to buy time. My options are very limited. I can sh oot this

throat out.

said on the call, I need to see my brother first. Release him. I’ll give you whatever you

mean that. We can rebuild. Raise money. Start over. But

a loved one once they’re stolen

is final.