Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 263

I’m debating whether to call our security company and find out whether this property is registered with them, and if they might be able to give me remote access, when one of those ATV four–wheeler vehicles comes from the other direction.

The two guys sitting in it are wearing security uniforms, but I recognize them as Roberts pack.

“Luna Leah,” one of them says in surprise as he walks closer to the gate. “We weren’t expecting you.”

“Well,” I say, crossing my arms and gathering all my formidable Alpha power now that I’ve got it back again. “Considering both my father and my brother are dead, you had to assume I was going to become aware of this little project at some point, didn’t you?”

The two men share a quick, concerned look, clearly unsure what they’re meant to do.

Is it possible that my father or Liam left strict instructions that

I was not to know about this place, let alone come here?

But why?

“How can we help you, Luna?” one of them finally asks me.

“You can start by opening this gate.”

They share a look again, this time one of resignation.

It’s not like they can defy me. I’m pack Luna and an Alpha as

well.

But it seriously makes me worried about what on earth my father and Liam were either doing or keeping here.

While the two men open the gate, James and I get back into

the SUV.

I say to James as we roll through the gate.

in concern, while we wait for

we follow the ATV up

have no idea what I’m expecting, but the perfectly maintained–if not gorgeous–house and garden are definitely

not it.

in the driveway, just

SUV, I notice

bars on them.

just any

Silver bars.

no idea what to make of this, but my heart is skipping in my chest, and I can’t think of

the

keeping

But who?

And why?

concerned as I feel, as we hurry toward the porch

door in place of a screen door.

guards are slowly walking up the short. stairs to join

them, underlying my voice with

lotta Alpha command.

if knowing it’s not a good idea to question me, but still struggling with whatever standing orders my father

Now!” The words are a threatening growl, and the two men scramble

unlocked–and it takes some moments because there are

my gaze.

door, James only

the interior is nicely

the windows and all the doors are locked, I

all very

personal items anywhere, as though whoever lives here isn’t allowed to truly be comfortable in

suppose that makes sense, given that it’s basically a